Busta Rhymes

Busta Rhymes - The Body Rock lyrics

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[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`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"
[Mase]
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
[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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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Elektra Entertainment Group

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Released in: 1997

Language: English

Appearing on: When Disaster Strikes (1997)

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