paroles de chanson Body Rock - Chamillionaire
[Talking]
Hol′
Up
Chamillitary
mayne
All
pussy
niggaz
make
your
way
To
the
exit
right
now
It's
finna′
go
down
[Verse
1]
How
you
up
on
the
East
and
West
And
you
ain't
heard
about
me
That's
like
claimin
you
a
boxer
And
ain′t
heard
of
Ali
Breakin′
off
pussy
niggaz
saying
words
about
me
Definition
of
a
real
nigga,
is
a
certified
me
I'm
passin
through
customs
with
american
I.D
Puerto
Rican
at
the
gate
tellin
me
"Hurry
Papi"
Southwestern
Airlines
with
the
burner,
I′ll
be
Lettin
one
off
in
the
air,
the
other
sure
to
fly
free
If
you
hatin',
Tough
nigga,
turn
that
dude
to
a
stuttera
Govern
like
I′m
a
Governor,
from
the
south
I'm
a
Southerna
I′m
never
lovin'
her,
I
just
put
rubber
gloves
in
her
And
I
go
get
another
hoe
when
her
lover
discovers
her
(Haha)
You
niggaz
know
you
in
trouble
I'm
more
trouble
if
you
don′t
know
the
hell
you
in
trouble
for
But
please,
please,
don′t
make
the
punisher
punish
ya
If
you
gotta
girl,
then
don't
get
a
beat
down
because
of
her
Yo
metal
metal,
hit
yo
head
with
the
barrel
Make
yo
head
cave
in,
have
yo
head
lookin′
narrow
Then
I
head
to
the
ghetto,
to
get
rid
of
my
metal
Vehicle
changin
orange,
to
the
red,
to
the
yellow
Chamillionaire,
one
of
the
south's
harders
lyricist
Now
you
pussy′s
hearin
this,
salute
the
color
changin
pyramid
Other
boys
is
trouble,
other
boys
is
gimmicks
kid
If
you
speak
up
for
em,
then
yo
career
dissappear
with
his
[Chorus]
Southern
niggaz
don't
dance
We
be
saggin′
our
pants
So
low
you
could
see
our
boxers
mayne
We
body
rock,
we
body
rock
(what
else?)
We
body
rock,
we
body
rock
(fa
sho)
Southern
niggaz
don't
dance
We
be
saggin'
our
pants
So
low
you
could
see
our
boxers
mayne
We
body
rock,
we
body
rock
(what
else?)
We
body
rock,
body
rock,
body
rock
Mayne!
[Verse
2]
Only
imagine
how
close
All
the
diamonds
in
the
jewel
sit
Invisable
set,
canary
yellow
As
a
tulip
I
could
spit
some
calm
words
To
you
through
my
two
lips
Or
I
could
have
them
hollow
tips
Poppin
out
them
two
clips
You
pick,
don′t
run
up
on
me
With
your
tool
slick
I
be
damned
if
I
get
jacked
with
a
strap
Up
under
my
blue
knit
Don′t
do
nothing
foolish,
cause
I'll
completely
loose
it
Give
a
player
a
new
breathin
hole
with
a
pool
stick
I
got
hoes,
square
rooted,
doubles
and
cubics
They
be
come
in
groups
of
two
or
more
And
they
be
wantin
to
do
it
Got
females
that
do
lick,
and
some
that
strictly
do
dick
And
if
your
freaky
prove
it,
I′ll
go
get
the
cool
whip
If
you
love
yourself
so
much,
that
you
don't
want
to
prove
it
You
can
get
up
outta
here
and
you
could
get
excluded
Don′t
know
what
click
that
you
with,
I'm
king
of
the
new
click
(What
click?)
Click
color
change
clack,
rap,
I
plan
to
rule
this
[Chorus]
Southern
niggaz
don′t
dance
We
be
saggin'
our
pants
So
low
you
could
see
our
boxers
mayne
We
body
rock,
we
body
rock
(what
else?)
We
body
rock,
we
body
rock
(fa
sho)
Southern
niggaz
don't
dance
We
be
saggin′
our
pants
So
low
you
could
see
our
boxers
mayne
We
body
rock,
we
body
rock
(what
else?)
We
body
rock,
body
rock,
body
rock
Mayne!
1 The Truth
2 Body Rock
3 Gun Smoke
4 We On Fire
5 Answer Machine (interlude)
6 Shut Up Interlude
7 New Name Interlude
8 I Mean There
9 Talk Show Interlude
10 Drag em' in the River (remix)
11 What Would You Say
12 Put It in Slow Motion
13 [untitled]
14 Who They Want (feat. Rasaq)
15 Pimp Drill (feat. Color Changin' Click)
16 O.G. Ron C Guttamix
17 We on Fire (feat. Color Changin' Click)
18 Answer Machine (feat. O.G. Ron C)
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