Roc ya body mic check 1, 2
'Cuz it ain't a party till the crew run through
Shake ya body, show me whatchu can do like oh, oh
Roc ya body, mic check 1, 2
DJ spin the needle, roc into the groove
Bump it louder so the crowd wanna move like oh, oh

Yo, I blaze the illest, so much skill
It's impossible for you not to feel us
The realest, MC that you ever met in your life
I'm tryna see you work, put a little sweat in your life

I got an idea and it might sound silly
But I wanna roll your body in a tight brown Philly
Crack it, lick it up, seal it, air tight, get a light
Because you know we gonna burn it all night
And I just might double the ice on dental
And if you double the price, me and Vice roc in, c'mon

Roc ya body mic check 1, 2
'Cuz it ain't a party till the crew run through
Shake ya body, show me whatchu can do like oh, oh
Roc ya body, mic check 1, 2
DJ spin the needle, roc into the groove
Bump it louder so the crowd wanna move like oh, oh

Like boom, I be at the hotel soon
We gonna put the lens on zoom, Benz on vroom
As long as you got the right perfume
Ain't nobody checkin' out the telly till noon

You should get a Stag top on the backbone
Stag rap, I'm peelin' off them tight S***oon's
Honeys stop breathin' when I step in the room
And ain't nobody leavin' when I set it with the boom

Roc ya body mic check 1, 2
'Cuz it ain't a party till the crew run through
Shake ya body, show me whatchu can do like oh, oh
Roc ya body, mic check 1, 2
DJ spin the needle, roc into the groove
Bump it louder so the crowd wanna move like oh, oh

I like it when you work it for me
Lemme see you do that boom boom
I like the way you work that for me
If you wanna party baby we can get together, boom boom

'Cuz you know you make me so *****, maybe you a hottie
When you get up on the floor and boom boom
Never wanted someone so badly, we can leave the club
And hit the telly, get a room, boom boom

Let's go, all my ladies sing along now
We can party till the night is through
So baby tell me what you wanna do
Got the keys to the hotel room
You know I got my eyes on you

Hand rubbin' up and down my thighs
I'm starin' at you with my bedroom eyes
The way I'm lookin', boy you're so, so fine
So we can get it on tonight

Kid now, this rhyme is for the masters
In schools that use 2Pac poems to teach cl***es
Yo, try to follow when the turntable spinnin'
The sound is leakin' out on the crowd, gettin' up in it

See me coastin' the scene, gettin' frozen
He sound dope when the words are composin'
D-Boys break down and flow like a slow jam
I be so damn ill till I'm an old man

Stop, ya makin' it hot when y'all move
Stagg, I bleach the top 'cause I choose
Bruise tracks like the cat, Lang Hughes
In fact I'm nice with the rap, can't lose

Roc ya body mic check 1, 2
'Cuz it ain't a party till the crew run through
Shake ya body, show me whatchu can do like oh, oh
Roc ya body, mic check 1, 2
DJ spin the needle, roc into the groove
Bump it louder so the crowd wanna move like oh, oh