Ha, hot damn, you look so appalled
My girl is the shit, your girl has no ass at all
Her booty super thick, but her tummy super small
And when she dancin’, the booty swallow up her draws
Yeah buddy, in the club I do my Dougie
Bottle in my hand, mean muggin’ like I’m ugly
Only models in my section, get them uglies ‘way from me
And when they be like, I just play dummy
In the party got them white girls rollin’ like whoa
In the mornin’ they be like, “Where the fuck are my clothes?
Please don’t tell nobody cause I don’t really do this”
Sure, what you think I’m stupid?
I told her just to call me dada
But shorty Spanish so she wanna call me papa, or papi
Never met a nigga like me
I swept her up, so I guess she had light feet
Can we make this an after party?
‘Cause your body, all on me
And my heads spinnin’ ’round and ’round
Can we make this a nasty party?
‘Cause I just want your body on mine, body on mine
And take me down, take me down, down
Ha, look, Vans on, so I get my dance on
She said she fucked the whole crew, I put my mans on
I threw my money on the table, told her dance on it
I pulled that monster out, she put her hands on it
Pool party shawty goin’ gnarly
Only fuck with rock stars and them boys who’s ridin’ Harleys
Bitch, I’m on your camera, no not iCarly
When she turn 21, I’ma drown her with Bacardi
Mmhm, one-fifty-one
Heart beatin’ like a drum and my face is kinda numb
Stop that shit, where the hatin’ comin’ from?
Oh. You mad ’cause I got your girl face full of [?]?
Can we make this an after party?
‘Cause your body, all on me
And my heads spinnin’ ’round and ’round
Can we make this a nasty party?
‘Cause I just want your body on mine, body on mine
And take me down, take me down, down
Exploring the Party Vibes of “Body On Mine”
“Body On Mine” by Chris Brown immerses listeners in the high-energy world of late-night parties and magnetic attraction. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a club scene where confidence, allure, and chemistry take center stage. Brown’s playful bravado shines as he describes the electrifying connection with a dance partner, blending playful boasts with cheeky humor. The recurring theme of desire and physical closeness is amplified by catchy hooks, making the song a memorable club anthem. The narrative is full of vivid imagery, from spinning heads to after-party invitations, encapsulating the thrill and recklessness of a wild night out. Brown’s delivery, laced with swagger and wit, perfectly complements the pulsating beat and party-ready production.
Song Credits
- Artist: Chris Brown