The Body Rock Lyrics

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The Body Rock Lyrics

Artist Busta Rhymes

[Puff Daddy] See when we like to make you shake your ass, move your hips So we

gonna do a little something like this Flipmode, Bad Boy Check this out Tell me

how it feels, is it hot is not Does it drop cash like a slot Does it stay

streeted go pop Checkin out what Flipmode got, mad hip-hop Chartin number one,

drinks in the sun Eighty times so we can get sponged, shake it hon All a brother

know is make the hit get the dough Makin grandmas hit the floor, really though

It's my thang my slang Rich motherfuckers gettin chicks at the Bringin my team

to the joint wit Alan Iversan runnin on point Don't smoke a spliff on the joint

And when you see they on point Cause I, I be that nigga wit the million dollar

figures Gettin all up in they bitches Leavin they pussy in stitches, uh

[Rampage] Aiyyo I am on to the next level I am gettin rich, friends said I

switch I got me a bad chick, live up in the hills Pay my mom's bills, recoup a

half a mil Still got my deal, pop the 700 Benz-o you never seen, cash money

fiend A lot of cats wanna dream Pack a shorty black or Phillipian The way I eat

my shrimp with steam I am the man with the gangsta lean, what, what Yo I split

your whole spleen if you know what I mean Call me little rabcash, I get you for

your stash VIP pass, ave all the gas, I make it last Chorus: Busta Rhymes To my

people in the front if you ready to bump a say "Don't stop the body rock" To my

people in the back if your not a wack a say "Don't stop the body rock" To my

people in the left if you hot to death a say "Don't stop the body rock" To my

people in the right wanna party tonight just say "Don't stop the body rock"

[Mase] Since Mase refuse to lose, we makes numeral moves Cause I am smoother

than them dudes and them two thousand dollar shoes When I move to new Jerus,

cause I like the cruise and my six double-o, blast weed, love the dough I am

that Goodfella, what the hella they can tell me Smoke my la la out in LA, who's

ready Juice heavy back in blue Chevy See angealan they winnin, a nigga need the

chedda Cause I am more in a broad way With all A's and platinum There been many

things we touch Never had in finance so I never had to deduct shit 1.8 And every

week I have to re-up So what, so what [Busta Rhymes] Aiyyo check out the way me

and my niggas always be whippin shit The way that I display no flavor and do it

so intricate Pidda and padda padda and pidda over with the shit U u u u u oh

y'all niggaz be yappin to make me sick of it Hit you wit shit that y'all niggaz

never ever forget Fuckin wit my niggaz just like you playin russian roulette Ooh

me and my whole baton coming soon Make a make room, we diesel like a bunch of

balloons A yo yo make ya damage, all of my niggaz damage ya Tryin to alter our

lavage liven niggaz y'all turn savage Yo Flipmode and Bad Boy collabo' Makin

sure all of you niggaz all stay home Chorus 2X

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