Busta Rhymes — The Body Rock

[Intro: Puff Daddy] See when we get on shit we like to make you Shake your ass, move your hips So we gonna do a little something like this Flipmode, Bad Boy Check this out [Verse 1: Puff Daddy] Tell me how it feels, is it hot is not Does it drop cash like a slot Does it stay streeted go pop Checkin out what Flipmode got, mad hip-hop Chartin number one, drinks in the sun Eighty times so we can get sponged, shake it hon All a brother know is make the hit get the dough Makin grandmas hit the floor, really though It's my thang my slang Rich motherfucker, getting chicks at the Rucker Bringing my team to the joint wit Allen Iverson running on point Don't smoke a spliff on the joint And when you see me they on point Cause I, I be that nigga wit the million dollar figures Gettin all up in they bitches Leavin they pussy in stitches, uh [Verse 2: Rampage] Ayo I'm on to the next level I'm gettin rich, friends said I switch I got me a bad chick, live up in the hills Pay my mom's bills, recoup a half a mil Still got my deal, pop the 700 Benz-o You never seen, cash money fiend A lot of cats wanna dream Pack a shorty black or Phillipian The way I eat my shrimp with steam I'm the man with the gangsta lean, what, what Yo I split your whole spleen if you know what I mean Call me little rabcash, I get you for your stash VIP pass, save all the gas, I make it last [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] To my people in the front, if you ready to bump, say "Don't stop the body rock" To my people in the back, if you're not a wack, say "Don't stop the body rock" To my people in the left, if you hot to death, say "Don't stop the body rock" To my people in the right, wanna party tonight, just say "Don't stop the body rock" [Verse 3: Mase] Since Mase refuse to lose, we makes numeral moves Cause I'm smoother than them dudes and them two thousand dollar shoes When I move to new Jerus, cause I like the cruise And my six double-o, blast weed, love the dough I'm that Goodfell-ay, what the hella they can tell me Smoke my la la out in LA, who's ready Juice heavy back in blue Chevy See Angelettie when a nigga need his chedd-ay Cause I'm rawer than a broad way With all A's and platinum There been many things we touch Never had a partner so I never had to deduct shit 1.8 And every week I have to re-up So what, so what [Verse 4: Busta Rhymes] Ay yo, check out the way me and my niggas always be rippin' shit The way that I display new flavor and do it so intricate Pitter and patter, patter and pitter all over this shit Uh uh uh oh, y'all niggas be yappin' till I be sick of it Hit you with shit that y'all niggas will never ever forget Fuckin' with my niggas is like you playin' Russian Roulette Ooh me and my whole platoon coming soon Nigga make room, we diesel like a bunch of baboons Hey yo yo, think you can manage all of my niggas damage? Tryin' to alter our lavish livin' niggas will turn savage Yo Flipmode and Bad Boy collabo' Makin' sure all of you niggas all say, “Hoooo!” [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] To my people in the front, if you ready to bump, say "Don't stop the body rock" To my people in the back, if you're not a wack, say "Don't stop the body rock" To my people in the left, if you hot to death, say "Don't stop the body rock" To my people in the right, wanna party tonight, just say "Don't stop the body rock" To my people in the front, if you ready to bump, say "Don't stop the body rock" To my people in the back, if you're not a wack, say "Don't stop the body rock" To my people in the left, if you hot to death, say "Don't stop the body rock" To my people in the right, wanna party tonight, just say "Don't stop the body rock"