Jack Harlow - Body [Remix] Lyrics

Bah
Mm-mm, yo

E-E-English girl named Fiona (Gotcha)
Big batty gyal named Abiola (mm-mm)
Body-ody shaped like Cola (bah)
Back up, back up, bring it to the owner

Man, I'm still up on the roads, could've left (bah bah)
Still chatting to my bros on the tech (mm-mm)
F*ck that, man, I don't give a F (ooh, ooh)
What you wanna get, smoked? Cigarette (bah, bah, bah)
English, English girl named Fiona
African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola
Back up, back up, ayy, come closer

Vi-Vi-Vida loca (bullet)
High as a kite, never sober (shaka)
Python, hit him with a Cobra
Free up my bro, Casanova (free him up)
Badman persona
Badman alone can control her ('trol her)
Sorry, sorry, your sis got bent over
Push in my hood, take anaconda
Throwback like Ed Hardy
Stay fly, I'm high like Jeff Hardy
Wet, wet like tsu-tsunami (wet, wet, wet)
Big Russ f*ck up the punani
Pumpum, turn up, I hit that raw
Felt this tip and she ball out, "Lord"
Buss my nut in your gyal like crud (yo, mm-mm)
Pumpum, wet up, everything mad (yo, yo)

I got more than a mill' in savings (mm-mm)
But you can still get shaven (baow)
If I ever get caught by the pagans (Woo, woo)
Out my nank just wavin' (boom)
Live my best life like I'm One Acen (Acen)
In my face, love the altercation (ayy)
But with my shank (ayy), that's a combination (ayy)
Gyal with a big back's my weakness (weakness)
But when I punch man, it's grievous (boom)
Judge played back the CCTV
When I banged him, man, the feds said, "Jesus"
All my brothers gotta ball like the Lakers (ayy)
Every time I see her arse, "What the f*ck?" (What the f*ck?)
Every time I see that arch, it's amazing (mm-mm)
Me and Russ like Freddy and Jason (yo, bap, bap, bap)

Man, I'm still up on the roads, could've left (mm-mm)
Still chattin' to my bros on the tech' (bap, bap)
F*ck that, man, I don't give a F (grrt)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette
English, English girl named Fiona (hol' on)
African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola
Back up, back up, ayy, come closer

They wanna bring me down, even in my hometown
Even if I slow down, I'ma still rock this crown
Used to be sweet, I'm toxic now (uh)
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) stop, sit down
Got picked up, then she got dicked down
Topped me up and she topless now
Yeah, rap game Christian Pulisic
When I hit the UK, I'm pulling chicks
I got a big closet, that's full of kicks
I got a LV bag, that's full of tricks
I got a Jeep that's black and white like Fulham kits (like Fulham kits)
I got a girl that says I'm full of shit, ahahah (uh)
Shoutout Tion, y'all know what the f*ck I be on
I take a chick to Bed Bath & Beyond
Whole lotta tracks I get asked to be on
But this is that one I just had to be on
Just let him talk you don't have to respond
That was an app that you added me on
We'll see how you act when it's actually on

Man, I'm still up on the roads, could've left (mm-mm)
Still chattin' to my bros on the tech' (bap, bap)
F*ck that, man, I don't give a F (grrt)
What, you wanna get smoked? Cigarette
English, English girl named Fiona
African girl, Adeola
Body-ody shaped like Cola
Back up, back up, ayy, come closer