You want to reach your destination
There is a road
And it's paved with celluloid.
You need to find your motivation
And you need to know
All the minefields to avoid
They trying to kill your reputation
You've got control
And still you get annoyed
Players deal in desperation
They come and go
They can't kill Detroit
The time is come today
The time is coming now
Everybody be like "who dey?"
Everybody going "WOW"
They try to play the game
They try to live your life
You can cut the desperation with a knife
You feel it in the air
You feel it in your gut
I'm the director
And this is the director's cut.
Show the whole world what your body's got
Step into the body shot
Come on now, girl, get your body hot
Step into the body shot
Show the whole world what your body's got
Step into the body shot
Come on now, girl, get your body hot
Step into the body shot
Show the whole world what your body's got
Step into the body shot
Come on now, girl, get your body hot
Step into the body shot
You want a little more information
You want to know where to stick your knife and fork
You going to make your habitation
On a bungalow on the west side of east New York.
Your star's about to shine
Your shit's about to blow
Everybody be like "oh-yeah"
Everybody going "WOAH"
Because the demand is high
They do demand supply
Do something with your life before you die
You gonna feel the love
You want to feel the satisfaction
I'm the director...
LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION!
Show the whole world what your body's got
Step into the body shot
Come on now, girl, get your body hot
Step into the body shot
Show the whole world what your body's got
Step into the body shot
Come on now, girl, get your body hot
Step into the body shot
Show the whole world what your body's got
Step into the body shot
Come on now, girl, get your body hot
Step into the body shot
Writer(s): Anita Poree, Frank Edward Wilson, Terrance Cocheeks Kelly, Leonard Caston, Roosevelt Harrell Iii
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