(feat. Big Steve) [Intro] 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) [x4] [Fat Pat] 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 [Hook x2] 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 [Big Steve] Shit done get heavy in the game, plus it's drastic Rolling with my motherfucking partna, Fat Pat trick Niggaz 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 Bagguetes and bezeltynes, 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 [Hook x2] [Fat Pat] And I know what you saying, playas 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 screaming Wreckshop And it won't stop, till 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 [Hook x4]
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Copy to Clipboard: (feat. Big Steve) [Intro] 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) [x4] [Fat Pat] 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 [Hook x2] 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 [Big Steve] Shit done get heavy in the game, plus it's drastic Rolling with my motherfucking partna, Fat Pat trick Niggaz 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 Bagguetes and bezeltynes, 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 [Hook x2] [Fat Pat] And I know what you saying, playas 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 screaming Wreckshop And it won't stop, till 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 [Hook x4]
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