Do My Body Good

Album cover art for "Do My Body Good" by Nick Wiz & Kandi Kain & Miilkbone

Nick Wiz & Kandi Kain & Miilkbone - Rap

Do My Body Good

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Duration: 1:34

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Nick Wiz ft. Kandi Kain ft. Miilkbone - "Do My Body Good" [Emcee(s): Miilkbone and Kandi Kain] [Producer(s): Nick Wiz] [Verse 1: Miilkbone] I'm getting comfy, cozy, hit more Pussycats than Josie And once I let her bone me, now she tells the world she knows me You only know my bottom half, make me wanna laugh. I got A patch that had a lot of ass, I hit it, now you're on my path You wanna make me yours? Bitch, you better take detours Because me without three whores is like a silent seashore There's only sexy sideshows I wouldn't let blow my nose But it's the Ninenty-Nine-Os, time to find hoes as time goes [Verse 2: Kandi Kain] Hey There's only two things for me that you can do—that's Crack my brew and step to the side when you see me coming Through. You called me a digger out looking for your coal But I got bigger goals, so I'm saying, "Kiss my Ass mold," and then I keep my shoulder cold as I Stroll down my Yellow Brick Road, and my sisterhood Cold. You tried to press your luck up, but no luck So you called me "stuck-up," you can't love me down 'cause You're nothing but a fuck-up [Hook: Kandi Kain] How many ladies wanna get back at The guys who play the role, try to front like they're all that? You better change 'cause I ain't having All that Nigga, drop your drawers, take it to my hairy hood You can't do my body good [Verse 3: Kandi Kain] You thought you would hit this 'cause you got a little bit Of brick ish, but you're not big enough for your own Britches. You better check my background before you try To lay your mack down or you're gonna get smacked down Because, back in my rattlesnake days I used to make marks like you my everyday payday So what you got to say? [Verse 4: Miilkbone] I got the funky mind Lucky buddy, cruddy kind, I got no lovey dovey time I bet your kitty-cat you got your pillow packed. Now look at that You're wet, you lost your self-respect and you don't get it back You're leaking through your pants. Shouldn't have gave you a chance And how you leave your man, claiming that me and you got future plans? You jumped the gun, baby, you're leaping a TEC. Don't try to Aim for my heart. You're shooting blanks out the bank I'll roll with crazy cutthroats, I'm sinking punks like tugboats Now watch me hit that ass, and then I'll laugh at all your love notes You're thinking it's romantic, Casablanca. I'll drop you like An anchor, so wake up and smell the Sanka, and I'll thank ya [Hook: Kandi Kain] How many ladies wanna get back at The guys who play the role, try to front like they're all that? You better change 'cause I ain't having All that Nigga, drop your drawers, take it to my hairy hood You can't do my body good [Verse 5: Miilkbone] Now all y'all Island-hopping hoochies who fronted on the oochies and smoochies Well, fuck y'all. I hope your coochies get the cooties I'm sick of all the talk about your women and tears for fears Hustling for years, I'm on the Norm like Cheers And Miilkbone don't plan to stop, I demand my props As long as you got two hands for cocks, I'ma plant my crops Right in your pasture, a pleasure for all you freaky Farmers and greasy gardeners, I'm your sleazy partner My needle do and dash, swing an ep' or stick and step, will get you wet Hit and laugh, fuck and forget the liquid sweat That's just the way it is, that's the nature of a cruddy man Jerk me for a nutty hand, your girl's gotta love me, damn [Verse 6: Kandi Kain] You know lying on your dick is a federal Offense? I get my own dollars, getting yours don't make Sense, I'm not your easy lay around the way, straight Ain't no bones in my closet, so it goes down Like fella', and you're kind of guy that likes to flash A fat knot with fifty-five singles and a twenty on Top, acting like a superstar in a rented Car, wanting errybody know who you are But nobody's asking, they're just laughing At you, that you would try to play me out of my Position. Should have listened to your first premonition You're just a John getting tricked, so you could never Pimp me, your pockets too skimpy to tempt me Plus the jailbaits tell me that you're wimpy, wimpy [Hook: Kandi Kain] How many ladies wanna get back at The guys who play the role, try to front like they're all that? You better change 'cause I ain't having All that Nigga, drop your drawers, take it to my hairy hood Miilk, can't do my body good

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Credits

Writers
  • Kandi Kain
  • Miilkbone