Rock Ya Body lyrics

Rock Ya Body lyrics

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Rock Ya Body lyrics

Send "Rock Ya Body" Ringtone to your Cell [Fat Joe] Aowwwwwwwwww! Cool & Dre I was the one who believed in you! Hahahaha [Chorus] I got one bad chick, she by my side About two more wait-in outside Pull out the red carpet walk past the line Pass the keys, tell `em please valet my ride And just - rock ya body body, rock ya body body Rock, ya body body, rock ya body Just rock - who the fuck you know like Cook? Kill a nigga on a verse, make `em dance on a hook, nowwww [Fat Joe] Joey see/C-Murder like five-oh-fo` Better have my money cause I knock on do`s Better yet I leave 17 peepholes, squeeze with the eagle Bet I murder like five-oh-fo` - Crack, yes! You gon` need protection This dude mad nice with the Smith & Wessun You know, automatic, stick shift revolver Find me in the attic, long dist` the target After that, do the walk-through like phone booths What`chu gon` do when them dudes run up on you and rock ya body body, catch somebody Gon` park, the black Denali, watch his body just DROP - yeah I`m street like that Pull off the Benny Blanco, yeah it beez like that Your whole crew boomerang, they ain`t G`s like that Cause when it`s time to shoot they quick to point the heat right back Nigga [Chorus] [Fat Joe] Yo, if Suge rapped how hard would it be But he don`t, so the closest thing you got is me Ain`t no damn near a rapper this loc` as me Cook Coke on top is how it`s `sposed to be, nigga! Yeah the Bronx is back It`s my niggaz Cool & Dre on this monster track (What they do Fat?) Yeah we been on some Don shit Been stompin niggaz unconcious Been sendin niggaz to trauma; I bet now you wish the only beef that you had is wit`cha baby`s momma You best to wear your vest as a doo-rag Cause I`ma headbussa, you don`t want me to do dat Yeah I need a new muh`fucker to shoot at More Bin Laden talk, disappearin like Pookie from "New Jack" Said it, yeah it`s all out war So do your jumpin jacks nigga, make you hit the floor [Chorus] [Fat Joe] Yes, please believe she gorgeous And she ain`t gon` leave once she see the fortress The blood red G-T`ll leave ya nauseous And as for the wife, mami please, we`re bosses Crenshaw, you can find me on the strip Black Ferrari, nine milli` on the hip You in South Beach, wet willies on the strip Shit, I`m in Dade County, smokin phillies, bumpin Trick nigga New York y`all know what it is! Got a hundred guns, got a hundred clips Niggaz never listen `til they vision turn bitch Pawn you out of Vegas butt-naked in a ditch (That`s right) By now you can see that I`m global Slappin MC`s for the dreams that they sold you And all the false prophecies of niggaz takin shots at me Find yourself hangin from your feet off the balcony [Chorus] Send " Rock Ya Body" Ringtone to your Cell Rock Ya Body lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Rock Ya Body lyrics @ ELyrics | Rock Ya Body lyrics @ Kovideo | Fat Joe Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Rock Ya Body lyrics @ Songlyrics | Rock Ya Body lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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