Body Loose Songtext
von Dizzee Rascal
Body Loose Songtext
Get your body loose
I might just tip a little juice
I might just call up my masseuse
Get loose, get loose
I gave the whip a little spruce
Come like I got the golden goose
I might just tip a little juice
Get loose, get loose
Yeah, East boy like Danny Dyer
And I′m sweeter than a nut, sweeter than papaya
Peng one asked me what do I require
I said, baby, shake your batty like it's on fire
Drop it down low like a flat tyre
All I do is fly high, something to aspire
Yeah, I live the high life, I am not a liar
If you′re looking for a vibe, I am the supplier (the supplier)
Geezer (geezer)
Life of the party, the pleaser (pleaser)
Girl, ease up, don't be a teaser
Or seize up like you had a seizure
Buss a wine, do you mind if I squeeze ya (do you mind?)
I'm not a sleaze, I′m just trying to appease ya
I got the liquor and the ice in the freezer
No sleep when we party in Ibiza
Get your body loose
I might just tip a little juice
I might just call up my masseuse
Get loose, get loose
I gave the whip a little spruce
Come like I got the golden goose
I might just tip a little juice
Get loose, get loose
Yeah, and just wine on me (wine on me)
Pretty Ricky, come and grind on me (grind with me)
And you′re a star, come and shine on me
Baby, come and take a ride on me
Take time on me
Let it percolate
Gimme what you got, I know it's worth the wait
And all them other gyal, they wanna perpetrate
The way you pattern up the ting
They can′t impersonate, it's bait
It′s not a mystery, Agatha Christie
Don't diss me and be misty
Or you′ll miss me and that's risky
Get frisky and let's make history
I-I don′t wanna sound beggy
Let me know if you wanna roll steady
I got the driver on standby, ready
And that′s the vibe, yeah, you done know already
Get your body loose
I might just tip a little juice
I might just call up my masseuse (hello?)
Get loose, get loose
I gave the whip a little spruce
Come like I got the golden goose
I might just tip a little juice
Get loose, get loose
Get your body loose
I might just tip a little juice
I might just call up my masseuse
Get loose, get loose
I gave the whip a little spruce
Come like I got the golden goose
I might just tip a little juice
Get loose, get loose (Splurgeboys)
I might just tip a little juice
I might just call up my masseuse
Get loose, get loose
I gave the whip a little spruce
Come like I got the golden goose
I might just tip a little juice
Get loose, get loose
Yeah, East boy like Danny Dyer
And I′m sweeter than a nut, sweeter than papaya
Peng one asked me what do I require
I said, baby, shake your batty like it's on fire
Drop it down low like a flat tyre
All I do is fly high, something to aspire
Yeah, I live the high life, I am not a liar
If you′re looking for a vibe, I am the supplier (the supplier)
Geezer (geezer)
Life of the party, the pleaser (pleaser)
Girl, ease up, don't be a teaser
Or seize up like you had a seizure
Buss a wine, do you mind if I squeeze ya (do you mind?)
I'm not a sleaze, I′m just trying to appease ya
I got the liquor and the ice in the freezer
No sleep when we party in Ibiza
Get your body loose
I might just tip a little juice
I might just call up my masseuse
Get loose, get loose
I gave the whip a little spruce
Come like I got the golden goose
I might just tip a little juice
Get loose, get loose
Yeah, and just wine on me (wine on me)
Pretty Ricky, come and grind on me (grind with me)
And you′re a star, come and shine on me
Baby, come and take a ride on me
Take time on me
Let it percolate
Gimme what you got, I know it's worth the wait
And all them other gyal, they wanna perpetrate
The way you pattern up the ting
They can′t impersonate, it's bait
It′s not a mystery, Agatha Christie
Don't diss me and be misty
Or you′ll miss me and that's risky
Get frisky and let's make history
I-I don′t wanna sound beggy
Let me know if you wanna roll steady
I got the driver on standby, ready
And that′s the vibe, yeah, you done know already
Get your body loose
I might just tip a little juice
I might just call up my masseuse (hello?)
Get loose, get loose
I gave the whip a little spruce
Come like I got the golden goose
I might just tip a little juice
Get loose, get loose
Get your body loose
I might just tip a little juice
I might just call up my masseuse
Get loose, get loose
I gave the whip a little spruce
Come like I got the golden goose
I might just tip a little juice
Get loose, get loose (Splurgeboys)
Writer(s): Ashley Akabah, Nana Ahaasa Asante, Paul Akabah, Tyrone Gaitskewll Fagan, Dylan Kwabena Mills Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com