mixed with what's up in my club! It's me what you in the club, club! Your body is bang, bang, bang, bang! Your body is bang, bang, bang, bang! Shawty
with what's up in my club! It's me what you in the club, club! Your body is bang, bang, bang, bang! Your body is bang, bang, bang, bang! Shawty call
rock is dangerous Man im hot and famous In the spot we gotta lock Bang This Westside Rock Eastside Rock North side Rock Get it hot in the spot Westside Rock Eastside Rock Southside Rock
] Ra) When I say Body, you say Life Force Body ([Crowd] Life Force) Body ([Crowd] Life Force) When I say Body, you say Life Force Body ([Crowd] Life Force) Body
we slid in to Colorado where my bravado, had em screamin cause I'm that macho That top honcho, bangin bodies like I'm Camacho Hittin notes like Pavarotti, cause this hottie, bang that body
lose your [?] cause they gave us a banger from Dilla I came down with fat gats, then unload and lick a shot I blow the backs of city cops like bloaw Now
boys riding swangs, popping trunk Al bang I'ma take this city Al B. don't bo Got them haters looking shitty Forty diamonds stay pretty Body rocking your
riding swangs, popping trunk Al bang I'ma take this city Al B. don't bo Got them haters looking shitty Forty diamonds stay pretty Body rocking your trunk
] [Krayzie Bone:] We steppin inside the party, Marti Grati Now get me a shot of Bacardi, let it get up in my body Make my body body rock rock ? I'm known
with me [Hook] [Verse 3: Krayzie Bone] We steppin' inside the party marty gratis Now get me a shot of Bacardi let it get up in my body Make my body body rock
to swang My bumper doing the body rock and my trunk is doing the crane Now who in the hell was able to tell the world it wasn't my bang I turn up the
(feat. Solomon Childs, Suga Bang Bang, Timbo King) [Cappadonna] Uh-huh, ye-yeah, it's like this If you got big dollars, Spit That G KnowwhatImean? If
bartender Cause I be given niggas shot after shot And I was locked behind bars and I used to grind raw And I used to grind hard sellin' Rock after rock
the Southside crew Every hood every block that I roll down, you hear me banging my Screw The heat go, chop-chop in all the right spots Down South we body rock
impalas riders we fighters with nine lives an live nines hit em in the body with a gun shot wound shot fo sho shot took my brother gang bang no doubt
PSSSH pablo ocean ERRRKK PSSHH Bang tighter than my lower back hurt And neck whipped bless off some tuff shit Just to wreck this thing we bang here Mic
of mirrors Not quite the image, I?m on that Popeye spinach Mama mai-tai sippin, she loves a square nigga But now she trying something different Windy City
life, by met up with a little quicker And we let the body rock the party until the party rocks the body Cause a scuffle broke loose due to too much juice
