Body Language
Saukrates Lyrics


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featuring Choclair



INTRO [Saukrates] {Choclair}

[Pour fador]
{Hear this}

[Hey I got my reasons man. Conkescador. Respect 'em]

{Let me just say this}

[You know what I'm saying]

{You're a very pretty girl}

[You know it's a lie

Aaaaah]

{Where's your attitude which was ugly as a motherfucker

You really need to tighten that shit up}

[That was real that's real

How you make me feel sugar, god damn!]

{You got to fix yourself}

[You know everything is everything]

{'Cause there's gonna be one nigga... that might just snap on your ass}



[Choclair]

It's 10:15 up in the AM, scratch the back, cough the phlegm

I hear the phone ringing

I wipe the sleep from the tear ducks

Phone's ringing, sun's blazing through the curtains

Ignore the phone calls, pager bawls

Check the number, its 4-1-6-K-see-T-2-2-6-4

The 3 means for me to go an call back immediately

I call back and ID myself as the Chizz-knocka



[Saukrates]

Yo, what up potna? I got a little story to tell

About this heavy chickenheaded, brow eye cocktail

Nipples like pickles, did her well to the dills

Spinning in the background, all I could hear was wedding bells

'Cause the cock had me locked on pussy detention

Forgot to mention ass cheeks was heavy, broke my suspension

And even got to say what happened

Her body language spoke a new form of rapping

Pussy so tight she grabbed my dick with it and started clapping

When we were done, she said 'thank you sugar' (sugar)

I analyzed her barbed wire tattoo 'round her ankles

Would have taken the time to study it before I hit it

Was killing to get in it,

so I choose to peep the G right after we done did it

I'm telling you this because I'm the sweet pussy critic

I reminisce on ass, pussy, tits and thick lips all over my long prick

You the shit brown eyes, you the shit's what I said

I see you doing movies, getting all up in my nigga's head

Peep what I said, you the bomb and my mind is caught

But listen, the dick is long but the time is short, it's you I'm dissing

You pissing in the wind sugar, I'm ice cold

You ain't never gonna win sugar, I'm twice as bold

As the average pussy chasing, look who you facing

I read you body language, now please get out my basement



[Choclair]

But that some shit nigga

I bet if you wanted to,

you'd make that pussy drip like your snotbox up in the winter

Or watch your picture

I knew this trick that was similar to yours

With the tits that stood up, just like the lights upon an '89 Accord

As sharp as a sword, with these nipples like ?????

I was like farmer Brown, 'cause I was picking to get in it

Her body looked stolen from a Stacey Dash mold

If you seen the hold on that ass, shit! (shit)

The cactus had my brain blitzed like I'm smoking L's up in the stairs

My pipe is getting full with the liquid joe(?)

Yo, I wanted to unload and make it spread like pour-ed milk on the floor

The center fold, had me rocked if I stood up

Her shoulders being tapped, yo I'm fiending for the cat

I wonder if she'll feel me

I'm breaking through my jeans, lips looking mad big

Like she could suck the green off army fatigues

Body smooth like a GS3, double ooh on the body I would do

She can take the Chizz right out the knock-aaah

You guess you get rock more tricks than the sea

For the Chizz-why (chizz-y), real-ly (real-ly)

You see you just pissing in the wind sugar, I'm ice cold

You ain't never gonna win sugar, I'm twice as bold

As the average pussy chasing, look who you facing

I read you body language, now please get out my basement



OUTRO [Saukrates]

Let's go conquistadoris, chocola-tay, Oooooww





Aight, bring it back so I could double this

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Saukrates's song "Body Language" featuring Choclair are about the sexual experiences the two artists had with women, particularly the female body and their respective reactions to it. The opening dialogue sets the tone for the rest of the song as it features Saukrates telling someone (likely a woman) to tighten their attitude and fix themselves because there are men out there who might snap on them. This sets the scene for two men who are out to describe their experiences with women.


Choclair sings the first verse, which describes his morning routine and how he's interrupted by a phone call from a woman (identified by the phone number he checks) who's probably interested in him. Saukrates's verse comes next, and he describes the physical features of a woman he had sex with, particularly her nipples and her tight grip on his penis. The rest of the song sees the two rappers describing their experiences with other women and showcasing their bravado through vulgar lyrics and sexual innuendos.


The song seems to be about how men view women and their bodies, reducing them to mere sexual objects to be conquered and dominated. In contrast, the title "Body Language" usually refers to nonverbal communication, hinting at a disconnect between what the men see and what the women are actually saying with their body language. The lyrics are misogynistic and objectify women, framing their sexual experiences as conquests while reinforcing toxic gender roles.


Line by Line Meaning

It's 10:15 up in the AM, scratch the back, cough the phlegm
It's early in the morning and I'm clearing my throat and waking up.


I hear the phone ringing
I hear my phone ringing.


I wipe the sleep from the tear ducks
I'm rubbing my eyes to remove the sleep from them.


Phone's ringing, sun's blazing through the curtains
The phone is still ringing and the sun is shining through the windows.


Ignore the phone calls, pager bawls
I choose to ignore the phone calls and notifications that I'm receiving.


Yo, what up potna? I got a little story to tell
Hey, buddy, I have a story to tell you.


About this heavy chickenheaded, brow eye cocktail
I want to tell you about a woman who is heavy and has chicken-like features on her head, with big eyebrows and eyes.


Nipples like pickles, did her well to the dills
She had nipples that looked like pickles, and it felt good to play with them.


Spinning in the background, all I could hear was wedding bells
I was so enamored with her that, figuratively, I could hear wedding bells ringing in the background, like we would get married or something.


'Cause the cock had me locked on pussy detention
I was obsessed with having sex with her.


Forgot to mention ass cheeks was heavy, broke my suspension
I forgot to say that she had a large butt, which was so heavy that it broke the suspension of my vehicle.


And even got to say what happened
I didn't even have a chance to explain what happened.


Her body language spoke a new form of rapping
Her movements and posture communicated a new style of expression, like a new form of rap music.


Pussy so tight she grabbed my dick with it and started clapping
Her vagina was so tight that she was able to grip my penis and create a clapping rhythm with it.


When we were done, she said 'thank you sugar' (sugar)
After we finished having sex, she thanked me and called me sugar.


I analyzed her barbed wire tattoo 'round her ankles
I looked closely at her tattoo of barbed wire around her ankles.


Would have taken the time to study it before I hit it
I wish I had examined her tattoo before we had sex.


Was killing to get in it,
I really wanted to have sex with her badly.


so I choose to peep the G right after we done did it
So, right after we had sex, I looked at my watch and left quickly.


I'm telling you this because I'm the sweet pussy critic
I'm sharing this with you because I'm an expert on good sex.


I reminisce on ass, pussy, tits and thick lips all over my long prick
I think back on her buttocks, vagina, breasts, and full lips all over my penis.


You the shit brown eyes, you the shit's what I said
You're incredibly attractive and impressive, especially with your brown eyes.


I see you doing movies, getting all up in my nigga's head
I can picture you becoming famous and being on screen, or even seducing some of my friends.


Peep what I said, you the bomb and my mind is caught
You are outstanding and have captured my attention.


But listen, the dick is long but the time is short, it's you I'm dissing
But, believe me, time is limited, and I'm not interested in continuing to have sex or spend time with you.


You pissing in the wind sugar, I'm ice cold
You're wasting your time, while I remain calm and collected.


You ain't never gonna win sugar, I'm twice as bold
You'll never beat me, because I'm even more confident and daring than you.


Let's go conquistadoris, chocola-tay, Oooooww
Let's go on an adventure, my friends Choclair and fador.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: KAREEM A BLAKE, ROGER ALLAN PERRYMAN, KARL AMANI WAILOO

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Comments from YouTube:

@mjweed420

ive been listening to this all night, when is he gonna stop tellin me to double it and move to the next great song

@anthhony

5 months later still need this instrumental

@delsi23

Thats the track I'm trying to find too, that is the dopest song!!!!!!!!

@raptors444

Song is a fuckin banger.

@Loye_OG

amazing

@Tbakathebest

This that real T dot shit

@Tbakathebest

Pure t-dot tingz

@LolloPalacios

Where is the drum sample from?

@kevinparodi5954

Da Grassroots produced this I believe 

@Wes36Man

Kevin Parodi saukrates produced the beat...unless the production credits are wrong

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