s Your Body Your Body (My Body Body) Your Body (My Body Body) That Got Us Goin Crayayzy... [Ashley:] My Body [x8] [Ja Rule:] Baby It's Your Body [Ashley:] My Body
your body, body, your body can?t complain It?s the thing that makes me say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Baby, it?s your body, body, body, your body, body, body
's Your Body Your Body (My Body Body) Your Body (My Body Body) That Got Us Goin Crayayzy... [Ashley:] My Body [x8] [Ja Rule:] Baby It's Your Body [
s Your Body Your Body (My Body Body) Your Body (My Body Body) That Got Us Goin Crayayzy... [Ashley:] My Body [x8] [Ja Rule:] Baby It's Your Body [
so hard to tell (So hard to tell) Where her body ends (La la) And my homie's begins (Ew wee) This rule dates back (The Golden Rule) To ancient Greece
at, girls at? Where them girls at, girls at? So go get them, we can all be friends Hey, bring it on baby, all your friends You're the shit and I love that body
niggaz jumping state to state What kind of nigga run his mouth and snitch out everybody? The kind of nigga that's gone end up being a dead body Yo' wife and children gone be searching for their dear ol' daddy They found his headless body
Mad charged nigga now I must proceed Yo, we 'bout to make you set speed Peace to Baby Phife, Q-Tip, Ali Shaheed Watch me knock you out like Apollo Creed Body
when I put my hands on you Girl I'm gonna drive your body crazy. When I get them off to the room We ain't playing by no rules and Girls singing melodies
served so many rappers I can make a land field fool You've doubt for a mic dude, the Ice is a jewel Fuck rules , I got more pool than a mule Matter of
this girl before, you didn't listen to me, as I talk now You're stalked by the hunter of the fronter who's size five and sexy Quick, they catch your body
I ain't the nigger to step to I'm catching bodies and the next one could be you Quick on the trigger,yo,I'm a gravedigger Drop off a a body and deep six
big city pimp [ ROUND 1: Shaquel Shabazz ] Gold, girls, cold cash On the mic Shaquel Shabazz Supreme, the Lord, the G-o-d Down with the Syndicate posse It's you we rule
Old school, new schools, New rules, you move, you loose Price of blood, no explanation just because When it come to me I recommend you blend in Them niggers
my level. Shawty gotta body cone shaped like a bottle, Magazine star datin' nothing but the models, Money piling up you would think I won the Lotto, Cash rule
You got a BFF, I wanna see that girl, it's all women invited Hair do's and nails, that Louwwie, Chanel all up in the body President's in my wallet, no rules
sittin' on a stool you know (Bo) Doin' the belly dance makin' my niggas drool you know (Bo) Run like a dappa that's the number one rule you know (Bo)
