[Chorus] 

Rock ya body mic check one, two 

Cuz it aint a party till the crew run through 

Shake ya body show me watchu can do 

like Ohh-oh, Ohh-oh 

Rock your body, mic check 1, 2 

DJ spin the needle, rock into the groove 

Bump it louder so the crowd wanna move 

Like Oh-oh, Oh-oh 



[Stagga] 

Yo, I blaze the illest 

So much skill, its impossible for you not to feel us 

The realest, MC that you ever met in your life 

I'm tryna see you work 

Put a little sweat in your life 

I got an idea, and it might sound silly 

But I wanna roll your body in a tight brown Philly 

Crack it, lick it up, seal it, air tight 

Get a light, because you know we gonna burn it all night 

And I just might, double the ice on dental 

And if you double the price, Me and Vice rock in cmon! 



[Repeat Chorus] 



[Stagga] 

Like BOOM! 

I be at the hotel soon 

We gonna put the lens on zoom, Benz on vroom 

As long as you got the right perfume 

Aint no body checkin out the telly till noon 

You should get a Stag top, on the backbone 

Stag rap, I'm peelin off them tight Sassoon's 

Honeys stop breathin when I step in the room 

And ain't nobody leavin when I set it with the boom 



[Repeat Chorus] 



[Vice Verse] 

I like it when you work it for me 

lemme see you do that boom boom!! 

I like the way you work that for me 

If you wanna party baby we can get together, 

boom boom!! 

Cuz you know you make me so horny 

Maybe you a hottie when you get up on the floor 

and boom boom!! 

Never wanted someone so badly 

We can leave the club, and hit the telly, 

get a room boom boom!! 



Lets go! all my ladies sing along now!! 

[Maxine] 

We can party till the night is through 

So baby tell me what you wanna do 

Got the keys to the hotel room 

You know I got my eyes on you 

Hand rubbin up and down my thighs 

I'm starin at you with my bedroom eyes 

The way I'm lookin', boy your so, so fine 

So we can get it on tonight!! 



[Stagga] 

Kid, now, this rhyme is for the masters 

In schools that use 2-pac poems to teach classes 

Yo, try to follow when the turntable spinnin' 

The sound is leakin out on the crowd, gettin up in it 

See me coastin 

The scene gettin frozen 

He sound dope when, the words are composin' 

D-Boys, break down, and flow like a slow jam 

I be so damn ill, till I'm an old man 

Stop... 

Ya makin it hot when yall move 

Stagg 

I bleach the top cause I choose 

Bruise 

Tracks like the cat, Lang Hughes 

In fact 

I'm nice with the rap, can't lose 



[Repeat Chorus]