Body Count – Jason Derulo

I didn’t know what I was lookin’ for till you slid in
You got them fellas linin’ up, I bet you’re used to this (oh, yeahh)
I can’t imagine a girl like you is sleepin’ alone (oh no, babe)
You’re too damn sexy for me to be your only fan
Girl, who am I to judge?

I don’t really care
About your body count
‘Cause I just wanna make that body count

2,3,4,5
We got one night
To make, to make
To make that body count
(Oh, oh, ohh) to make that body count
(Oh, oh, ohh)

If you kiss my friend
I kiss yours
Make you feel better
Even up the score
Like Michael Jackson said before
Let me beat it, beat it, beat it till I can’t no more
(Till I can’t no more)
We could call it love
Sex is a helluva drug
Girl, who am I to judge? (Judge)

I don’t really care
About your body count
‘Cause I just wanna make that body count

2,3,4,5
We got one night
To make, to make
To make that body count
(Oh, oh, ohh) to make that body count
(Oh, oh, ohh)

Alright, we gon’ do some throwback shit
Aye, check this out
Aye, aye, aye
Hey, ladies! (Yeahh)
Do you pay your own bills? (Yeahh)
Do you look fine? (Hell yeahh)
Well, you ‘bout to get lucky tonight
Hey fellas!
Is you gettin’ paid? (Yeahh)
Do you look fly? (Hell yeahh)
Well, you ‘bout to get lucky tonight
Well, you ‘bout to get lucky tonight
Well, you ‘bout to get lucky tonight
All that ass must be good at math
Watch me, watch me
Make that body count

I don’t really care
About your body count
‘Cause I just wanna make that body count

2,3,4,5
We got one night
To make, to make
To make that body count
(Oh, oh, ohh) to make that body count
(Oh, oh, ohh)