Chorus: D Smoke 
Keep it up, I can't get enough of you, that's your real body, uh 
That's your real body, uh, that's your real body, uh, that's your real body, uh 
Keep it up, you won't see enough of me, that's your real body, uh 
That's your real body, uh, that's your real body 

Verse 1: D Smoke 
Told you they only imperfections 
That's why when I address you, it's only respect you 
Got a story to tell 
Every scar, every line on your hips is only hieroglyphs 
I'm reading your walls, I'm beating your odds 
I couldn't help but notice that little oval-shaped birthmark on your hip 
Or that mole located over your lip 
I could overdose on you and go comatose and be a few hours late to everywhere I gotta go 
You the genuine article like a diamond made out of coal 
Plus inside, you got a heart of gold 
I could try to find every blemish and erase it 
But I'd rather trace it 
I promise I'm not impatient 
Everything but your heart is entirely naked 
Got you under a microscope, I'm fully focused 
Eliminated all distractions and integrated all our passion, we finally made it 
And now for the conversation, listen 

Chorus: D Smoke & Ari Lennox
Keep it up, I can't get enough of you, that's your real body, uh
That's your real body, uh, that's your real body, uh, that's your real body, uh
Keep it up, you won't see enough of me, that's your real body, uh
That's your real body, uh, that's your real body (That's my real body, yeah)

Verse 2: Ari Lennox & D Smoke
Thighs mimic strawberries
Ripe for the right picking
Rolls for your Thanksgiving
Full C, nappy, Hi-C drinking
Hit your stroke, boy, and go'n to me
Feel good to have no fear
Love it when you are near
Really, baby, fuck on me
Okay

Chorus: D Smoke & Ari Lennox
Keep it up, I can't get enough of you, that's your real body, uh
That's your real body, uh, that's your real body, uh, that's your real body, uh
Keep it up, you won't see enough of me, that's your real body, uh
That's your real body, uh, that's your real body

Interlude: Ari Lennox & D Smoke
Ah, ah
Mind if I go again?

Verse 3: D Smoke
I see your stripes and you earned 'em from fluctuation
I can't wait to grip up, that's enough to play with
We gon' knock off that stress, I know how your day went
And I love when you top me
Lookin' down like, "Damn, that shit sloppy"
I'm a nigga, but damn, I be papi
You don't get it, but I talk that shit 'cause you love to hear it
Understand la panocha 'ta abierta
Tiramela pa' 'tras si estaría sé por
Te comeré la caja como un cerdo
Pero I'm a dog, seré tú perro
Supa

Outro: D Smoke & Ari Lennox
I want your real body
This a real body
I want your real body
I want your real body (This a real body)