Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Body Rock, artist - Busta Rhymes. Date of issue: 26.11.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Body Rock |
| 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 Aiyyo I’m on to the next level |
| I’m 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’m 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 |
| Since Mase refuse to lose, we makes numeral moves |
| Cause I’m 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’m 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’m 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 |
| 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 |