• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Body Of Water - Red Hot Chili Peppers
• Body Of Water - Billy Bragg
• Body Of Water - Billy Dean

Show me a sign that I love you
Blow me your mind cause you always do
Remind me to tell you that I've come to
Believe in the beauty, the power of you
Woman dissolved into the sea
The body of water is calling me
The god of my daughter is always free
There's nothing to solve when you're solving me
Ooh ooh ooh, I'm in your company
Ooh ooh ooh, body that's calling me
Ooh ooh ooh, I'm in your company
Throw me a line I could use one
A special design because I'm your son
Two thousand below where I feel my love
The body of water where I come from
Ooh ooh ooh, I'm in your company
Ooh ooh ooh, body that's calling me
Ooh ooh ooh, I'm in your company
I'm dreaming, got a reason to steal
Fire from the other side out there
Formations flow like streams
I'm made with a life to spare
Get the jizz, Mr. Sism got a rhythm
Technology of a prayer
Scientist to the prism of faith
And hope so I am there
Baby I'm home, you can come here
The science of love is becoming clear
Invisible love with the color still
A meet to a place in the atmosphere
And I may believe
Ooh ooh ooh, I'm in your company
Ooh ooh ooh, body that's calling me
Ooh ooh ooh, I'm in your company

Chorus:
I will cross this body of water
If you promise you won't try this at home
You're where you want to be
Where am I, I'm up a tree
I had a hurt attack
Rolled away, now I'm bouncing back
Forgive me for feeling sick
I think I just got up too quick
Is this the consequence
Of an out of bed experience
Where I'm from the sun don't shine
We keeps the light on all the time
I walk upon the ground we dream about
You finding out about it now
But you are clever never to be found
Summer could take a hint
Seeing you in a floral print
Oh, to become a pearl
In the wordy world of the Cornflake Girl

Missy Misdemeanor Elliott:
This is for my ghetto mother fuckers. uh. Hey. Are you really a hot boy Hot boy Uh, uh. Uh check me.
Nas:
Uh, forty side felony. Felony, misdemeanor. We're charged with murder. Escobar C-V-R fights. I'm switchin' gears headlights, shine so bright. Bitches freeze like deers. Them friends want that deep boy, feds send in a decoy, pack that heat boy, push ya where you rest in peace boy. Get ya mama's house shot up, bodies all chopped up, when them bodies pop up, I ain't gettin' locked up. My Bentley cruised the block wit the sun rooftop, hood rats! Jumpin' on my jock 'cause I blew up the spot, crushin' your Benz, plush in your Navigator system. My QB theives make ya niggas tuck your shit in. It's Nas in your area. Queens 'bout to tear it up. Braveheart y'all scared of us. Real niggas, they be us.
Missy Misdemeanor Elliott:
What's your name 'Cause I'm impressed. Can you treat me good I won't settle for less. You a hot boy, a rock boy, a fun toy, tote a glock boy. Where you live Is it by yourself Can I move wit you Do you need some help I'll cook boy, I'll give you more. I'm a fly girl and I like those...
CHORUS Missy Misdemeanor Elliott and Lil' Mo:
Hot boyz. Baby you got what I want. See 'cause y'all be driving Lexus Jeeps and the Benz Jeeps and the Lincoln Jeeps. Nothin' cheaper, got them platinum visa's. Hot boyz. Baby you got what I want. See 'cause y'all be drive Jaguars and the Bently's and the Roll's Royce. Playin' hardballs wit the platinum visa's.
Missy Misdemeanor Elliott:
Is that your car The SK8 Are you riding alone Can I be your date Come get me, get me. Don't dis me, don't trick me. Got some friends. Can they come too Can you hook them up wit some boyz like you A hot boy, a rock boy, a top boy and I like those...
CHORUS 2 Missy Misdemeanor Elliott and Lil' Mo:
Hot boyz. Baby you got what I want. See 'cause y'all be driving Lexus Jeeps and the Benz Jeeps and the Lincoln Jeeps. Nothin' cheaper, wit them platinum visa's. Hot boyz. Baby you got what I want. See 'cause y'all be drive Jaguars and the Bently's and the Roll's Royce. Playin' hardball wit the platinum visa's.
Eve:
Yo! Only take 'em thugged out, slightly bugged out, fuck wit his tongue out. Know the job ain't gettin' done till the body gettin' drugged out. Hot boy, keep me right, play your part and I'll keep it tight. Where else you gonna be in the middle of the night but up on the sheets wit me, aiight. Gangsta true to your game, streetmaster. You the one I need when there's beef, streetblaster. Ain't afraid to stop a cat plus pop a cat, huh, soldier cash money, rule your world, what's toppin' that Huh! S-4-3-0, keep me on my toes, get the tingle in my spine, wet spot. Only he knows he's a hot boy. Missy sing out and I'ma spit it. Ruff Ryders screamin' loud, daddy is you wit it And if your team can't handle my bitch then we gone ride. Brickhouse, stallions, keep thugs open wide huh! 'Illadelph's best E-V-E stay committed, mess wit many, but if he ain't the realer, I ain't wit it, wit it.
Q-Tip:
Yo! Mommy what the deal Ain't no heat fuckin' hotter than the heat a nigga hold but I think you really should be told that I deal wit long shafts (long shafts) that keep a long blast (long blast) and I look at a nigga and peel off fast (come on). Word you got your girlfriend, word she can get it too. Fuck it though I'm honest yo I'm sayin' know it's play it through. Gettin' cinematic wit it, niggas if you gotta hit it. Fuck the dumbness hit it till its numbness.
Missy Misdemeanor Elliott:
I'ma dig in your pockets, dig in your wallets. Is that money I'm findin' Yeah you got my heart poundin' You a hot boy, drive a drop boy wit a lot boy and you tote a glock boy. Give me no reason, I know that you're treatin' 'cause diamonds I'm needin'. Make me believe it. I wanna alot boy wit a hot boy. Gotta fun toy and you tote a glock boy.
CHORUS 3 Missy Misdemeanor Elliott and Lil' Mo:
Hot boy, baby you got what I want. Won't you really come and satisfy me I be lovin' you like endlessly. Hot boy, baby you got what I want. Won't you really come and satisfy me I be lovin' you like endlessly.
CHANT Missy Misdemeanor Elliott:
Where da lexus jeeps and the benz jeeps and the lincoln jeeps and the bently's and the jaguars and the fly cars Where you at Where da lexus jeeps and the benz jeeps and the lincoln jeeps and the bently's and the jaguars and the fly cars Where you at I'm out.
Lil' Mo:
Hot boyz, hot boyz. I like 'em like that.