fell through the flurries Hurry, don't worry cherry blow Go beyond wall rip a hardcore Right (chorus: U-God) Someone's knockin at the door Someone's
out and knowledge born "Rock, the body, body, rock the body, body" "Rock, the body, body, rock the body, body" "Rock, the body, body, rock the body,
s like a bean I guess the stage is like a pod, ain't with no metamorphosistically I kiss a licorice and any miss I wish to kiss or else I diss like this
that shit We gonna R U double F R Y D E Revolver, semi-automatic an' a P.G. Hooptie getaway, driver breathe easy Explain things further, murder or get murdered We gonna R U
ta have a mean back-spin And no mack-10, it was just bats then U know, beat a nigga down, take his rope Now we-a, heat a nigga down, take his coke And
funk A dear mutherfucker, a step to the low One too many drinks now he's gettin' a roll So thought I 'cas kiss tell them hit this It's JT, I'm a dog when
u so flizzye, OWWW, Brah Brah Aint nobody fuckin wit my bitch, u heard me! [Hook] [Fat Joe:] U know that neck tite u know that work tite, u know that
's just Stokie, mama (Stokie's Stokie) And one by one each woman he kiss (He kiss her and she gon' fall in love) Stokie's just Stokie, you know? (Stokie's
what u like and u know Once u lay down IT'S ON!!! Lovin u lovin u lovin u when im when im lovin u lovin u y would u wanna break up do anything for u
gaps Never can you fade that We make your body like rock to this Everybody's block party's gonna wop to this So to the family here's another one And
to start to begin it When I wake up again I'm on stage rockin 20,000 people they yellin feedin my ego When it's over the groupies they wanna know what's
your body hoppin' baby Girl you know you got me buggin' Third round, it's about to get ugly She's puttin' on a show Talkin' no more, she's doin' a video
: Cam'Ron] Killa! Let's get the riot on, acting like I'm lying huh? Five years probation, possesion of a firearm (that's New York) Did the county, bologna
get fined a hundred thou' (This is crazy) Huh them cats are ill, 5 times a half a mil Wanna play like a bumper sticker smack a grill Paul Wall cap a grill
wonder how we did it Y'all gon wonder how we get it F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S (Dj Clue) My Nigga Lou, Willies You know how we do it That
t try a reachable gunout We take no prisoneers, never leavin' witnesses deadly venoms, on contact, my team strikes first My squad'll attack u in threes
in the living room sweatin up the sheets, it's the thug in me i mean no disrespectin when i tongue kiss your neck, i go a long way to get you wet,
ON EXOTIC WINE I'LL LET YOU FANTASIZE ~REAPET~ {{EVE}} YO I AINT GONNA FRONT YOU'S A SEXI MAN BUT IM A STAR PLAY UR PART NIGGA I AINT A FAN SAME LINE