Body chords by Sean Paul (Ver. 2)

INTRO: Em Am Em Am

VERSE:
          Em
F to the B
Am
Ayy, ayy
         Em
Don Carleon
   Am
Migos and Sean Paul in the buildin'
        Em
Mally Mal
                 Am
And you know we smoke blunts 'til the face
    Em
Because
            Am
Everybody sayin' up, up away

CHORUS:
                  Em
My girl got the body where you got
Am                      Em    Am
12 more than 'bout a billion
Am
Ayy, ayy
                Em
Just wanna feel ya
Am
Ayy, ayy
              Em     Am
And get familiar, ayy
      Em                                      C
The body where you got 12 more than 'bout a trillion
D               Em
I just wanna feel ya
G
Oh
           C        D
I wanna steal ya, girl

VERSE:

(Offeset)
C
She gorgeous,
       Am
I'ma pay her mortgage (gorgeous, mortage)
    Em
I'ma buy you Christian Louboutin

until you can afford it (Louboutin)
   C
I wanna take you on a trip
                      D
'cause I know that your nigga borin' (borin')
   Em
Christian Dior scrapin'

on the floor when we boardin' (we boardin')
      C
Her booty roll and she go slow motion,
 Am
I'm strokin' (woah)
                      Em
There's somethin' 'bout you,

you know you special, you golden (special)
         C                              Am
Smokin' ganj like I'm Willy Nelson in Belgium (ganj)
           C
Like the handyman with the hammer, I nailed it (ayy)
          C                         Am
Come and ride with a G, fly than a falcon (ride)
Em
Hit it from the back,
Em
I must have landed a real one (nah)
C                               Am
Pulled up in my Lamborghini when I'm outin' (skrrt)
   Em
You nigga kept on cheatin'
Em
and I know you found him (woah)
       C
If you wanna keep it later,
                  Am
better keep your bread up (cash)
   Em
I had her in my mansion,
Em
told her put her leg up (smash)
C
?: wrapped her in Chanel
C
from her head up (Chanel)
  D
Girl, you just like an angel,
 D
did you come from heaven?

PRE-CHORUS:
             C
You keep it hot with your body,
 Am
hot with your clothes
Em
Love all of that, wanna give me the pose
     C                   Am
Hot, hot with your body, hot with your clothes
Em
Love all of that, wanna give me the pose
      C                              Am
Like girl, let me take you pon an evening cruise
Em
'Til you see we just can't lose
C         Am
Giddy up, giddy up
C
Baby girl, don't get confused

CHORUS:
                  Em
My girl got the body where you got
Am                      Em    Am
12 more than 'bout a billion
Am
Ayy, ayy
                Em
Just wanna feel ya
Am
Ayy, ayy
              Em     Am
And get familiar, ayy
      Em                                      C
The body where you got 12 more than 'bout a trillion
D               Em
I just wanna feel ya
G
Oh
           C        D
I wanna steal ya, girl

VERSE:
 Em
The way that you're talkin',

I figured, girl, you look familiar (huh?)
C
Live in luxury, babe, we not regular civilians
Em
I'm a superhero,
                    G
what's more than a villain, one in a million
C
Got them notice every time
        D
that we in the buildin' (ayy)
Em
Walkin' in with them Balmains, out in designer
C
I fathered all you niggas
                         D
'cause rappers, y'all my sons
 Em
Don't care that if they catchin' you,
G
you gon' be number one
       C
On her bum, suck the crumb,
              D
fuckin' bitches early on

VERSE:

Ayy, ayy
C                         Am
Hundreds of bottles and beautiful models (hunnids)
Em
I wanna sing to her, Quavo Sinatra (brrr)
      C
She know that I'm young
         Am
but she lovin' my partners (ayy)
      Em
She told me get rid of my chicks on my rasta (woo)
C              Am
Okay, okay, okay (okay)
Em                              C
It's cool, girl, whatever you say (whatever you say)
                    Am             Em
She catch a body 'cause she have a AK (rah, rah, rah)
Em
She catch a body 'cause she have a AK (pop, pop)
C                Am
And she won't sell work
          Em
She gon' ride against the world
Em                C
'cause that's my girl (skrrt)
C
Celin? bag was her dream bag (dream)
C
When she woke up in the mornin', let her seen that

PRE-CHORUS:
             C
You keep it hot with your body,
 Am
hot with your clothes
Em
Love all of that, wanna give me the pose
     C                   Am
Hot, hot with your body, hot with your clothes
Em
Love all of that, wanna give me the pose
      C                              Am
Like girl, let me take you pon an evening cruise
Em
'Til you see we just can't lose
C         Am
Giddy up, giddy up
C
Baby girl, don't get confused

CHORUS:
                  Em
My girl got the body where you got
Am                      Em    Am
12 more than 'bout a billion
Am
Ayy, ayy
                Em
Just wanna feel ya
Am
Ayy, ayy
              Em     Am
And get familiar, ayy
      Em                                      C
The body where you got 12 more than 'bout a trillion
D               Em
I just wanna feel ya
G
Oh
           C        D
I wanna steal ya, girl