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Charlie Chaplin - Текст песни Body Roc
[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) - 4x
 [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 - 2x]
 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 upCharlie Chaplin - Body Roc - http://ru.motolyrics.com/charlie-chaplin/body-roc-lyrics.html
 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 - 2x]
 [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 - 4x]










