Chamillionaire - Body Rock lyrics

[Talking] Hol' Up Chamillitary mayne All p**y n***as 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 p**y n***as saying words about me Definition of a real n***a, is a certified me I'm pa**in 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 n***a, 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 n***as 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 p**y'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 n***as 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 n***as 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 j**el 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 n***as 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 n***as 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!