Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Body Roc , by - Fat Pat. Release date: 02.03.1998
Song language: English
Body Roc |
| They done done the wrong thing, and leave us two alone |
| Leave us with the pen and paper, make a drastic song |
| We party all night long, we party all night long |
| 'Cause it just don’t stop, until the break of dawn |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Go on shake it go on break it, body rock with me |
| It’s the F-A to the T, call me the sugar daddy |
| With the Grand Papi, on a Southside flip |
| Big blades wood strip, candy coated mothership |
| Don’t trip we in the club, body rocking fa sho |
| All my hoes on the flo', bou-bounce real low |
| While I lead the crowd, how you do that there |
| One foot up in the front, rock it like you don’t care |
| All my playas you can do it, cause it’s thoed in the game |
| Piece and chain diamond ring, go on let your Rolly swang |
| All my gangstas do this thang, throw your set up in the air |
| Body rock-body rock, body rock we don’t care |
| Got the roof on fire, cause we crunk in this bitch |
| Everybody getting live, on this Southside shit |
| Grab your bitch big pimps, in the do' for real |
| Fat Pat and Big Steve, got the trick up our sleeve |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
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| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Bou-Bounce to this, bou-bounce to this |
| Shit done get heavy in the game, plus it’s drastic |
| Rolling with my motherfucking partna, Fat Pat trick |
| Niggas know we popped up twice, ain’t tripping |
| Playa points given, Grand Papi still sipping |
| Now as we flipping through these H-Town streets, two deep |
| Looking for the boppers as we creep-creep-creep, now peep |
| What’s the deal, hoes gotta toss it up |
| From the head to the toes, that’s the way the game go |
| Fa sho we in the do', body rocking and shocking |
| Affiliated to the playas, cause the tops be dropping |
| I thought I told you once before, that this here ain’t stoppin |
| Baguettes and byzantines, plus a million dolla dream |
| Do it how you want it, put your hands to the sky |
| Woss Ness and Wreckshop, gon be keeping it live |
| Taking a motherfucking ride, to the T-O-P |
| Now everybody in the place, body rock with me |
| Now see the party ain’t over, cause this shit don’t stop |
| And if you flipping in the drop, make your ass-end hop |
| Now put your left foot in, and your right foot out |
| Body rock with your bitch, like it ain’t no doubt |
| Southside for life, you gotta feel that baby |
| Steady pumping and grinding, I need’s my feddy |
| Sharper than a mechetti, the blades be chopping |
| Down the Boulevard, watch how the hoes be bopping |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
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| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Bou-Bounce to this, bou-bounce to this |
| And I know what you saying, players don’t dance |
| But we boogie every chance, like ants in our pants |
| Put your mind in a trance, break it if you can |
| Bou-Bounce drop that ass, hit the front smash the gas |
| Roll right pass them haters, when we stroll |
| Body rocking nonstop, balling out of control |
| Crawling down on 4's, tipping real slow |
| Freestyling on a track, that I got from Platinum Soul |
| Noke and Double D, we screamin', «Wreckshop» |
| And it won’t stop 'til we make 'em body rock |
| Can you feel me now, as we put it down |
| H-Town to Louisiana, let me see you bounce |
| Connect with Austin Texas, flossing in a Lexus |
| 'Bout it-'Bout it now, who’s next with the plexes? |
| Don’t mess with Texas, that’s what we said |
| Cause you see us crawling down, flossing turning heads |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
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| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Body rock, body rock (Bou-Bounce to this) |
| Bou-Bounce to this, bou-bounce to this |