Rock Your Body
John Modena Feat. Fat Joe Lyrics

I got one bad chick, she by my side
I have one beautiful girlfriend who is with me.

About two more wait-in outside
Two more attractive women are waiting outside.

Pull out the red carpet walk past the line
I am receiving VIP treatment and walk past the line thanks to my status.

Pass the keys, tell 'em please valet my ride
I hand the keys to the attendant and ask them to park my car.

And just, rock ya body body, rock ya body body
Let’s dance and move our bodies together.

Rock, ya body body, rock ya body
Dance and move your body to the rhythm.

Just rock, who the fuck you know like Cook?
No one can perform like me, Cook.

Kill a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook, now
I am so talented that I can make people dance through my lyrics.

Better have my money 'cause I knock on do's
Pay me or face the consequences.

Better yet I leave 17 peepholes, squeeze with the eagle
I am well-prepared, with 17 bullets and an eagle-like grip.

Bet I murder like five-oh-fo'. Crack, yes!
I am confident that I can kill like a professional assassin.

You gon' need protection
You will require protection against me.

This dude mad nice with the Smith & Wesson
I am skilled at using my Smith & Wesson firearm.

You know, automatic, stick shift revolver
My revolver is advanced and has a stick shift.

Find me in the attic, long dist' the target
I am a sniper and prefer using long-range shots from an attic.

After that, do the walk-through like phone booths
I will casually walk away from the scene like nothing happened.

What'chu gon' do when them dudes run up on you and
What will you do when my crew comes after you?

Rock ya body body, catch somebody
I will make someone dance and move their body.

Gon' park, the black Denali, watch his body
I will park the black Denali and observe the situation.

Just drop, yeah I'm street like that
I am a streetwise person, and I know how to handle myself.

Pull off the Benny Blanco, yeah it beez like that
I will escape in the Benny Blanco car, that's how things go.

Your whole crew boomerang, they ain't G's like that
Your crew is not as skilled as mine, and they quickly retreat.

'Cause when it's time to shoot they quick to point the heat right back
Your crew members are fast to use their own weapons in a fight.

Yo, if Suge rapped how hard would it be
If Suge Knight had pursued a music career, he would have been successful.

But he don't, so the closest thing you got is me
Since Suge Knight is not in the music industry, I am the next best thing.

Ain't no damn near a rapper this loc' as me
No other rapper is as insane as I am.

Cook Coke on top is how it's 'sposed to be, nigga!
I am a true hustler, making money selling Coke, and that's how things are.

Yeah the Bronx is back
The Bronx is still here, and we are still a force in the music industry.

It's my niggaz Cool & Dre on this monster track
My friends Cool & Dre produced this great track.

(What they do Fat?) Yeah we been on some Don shit
My friends and I have been living like organized crime bosses.

Been stompin' niggaz unconscious
We have been beating up our enemies senseless.

Been sendin' niggaz to trauma; I bet now you wish
Our enemies are experiencing severe injuries, and they regret their actions.

The only beef that you had is wit'cha baby's momma
Your only source of conflict is with the mother of your child.

You best to wear your vest as a doo-rag
You should use your bulletproof vest as a head covering.

'Cause I'ma headbussa, you don't want me to do dat
I am a tough guy who can headbutt you, and you don't want that.

Yeah I need a new muh'fucker to shoot at
I am looking for someone else to target and shoot.

More Bin Laden talk, disappearin' like Pookie from "New Jack"
I talk about Bin Laden and disappearing like the character Pookie from a movie.

Said it, yeah it's all out war
I declare that it is a full-scale war between me and my enemies.

So do your jumpin' jacks nigga, make you hit the floor
I challenge my enemies to do jumping jacks and then defeat them.

Yes, please believe she gorgeous
My girlfriend is stunning, and you should believe me.

And she ain't gon' leave once she see the fortress
My girlfriend will not leave me once she sees my large and luxurious home.

The blood red G-T'll leave ya nauseous
My flashy and bright red G-T car will make you feel sick.

And as for the wife, mami please, we're bosses
As for my wife, she trusts me completely because we are bosses.

Crenshaw, you can find me on the strip
I can be found on the famous Crenshaw street strip in Los Angeles.

Black Ferrari, nine milli' on the hip
I drive a black Ferrari and carry a nine-millimeter handgun.

You in South Beach, wet willies on the strip
You are in South Beach, Miami, where there is a Wet Willies bar on the strip.

Shit, I'm in Dade County, smokin' phillies, bumpin' Trick nigga
I am in Dade County, Florida, smoking Phillies cigars and listening to Trick Daddy's music.

New York y'all know what it is!
People from New York City know how it goes.

Got a hundred guns, got a hundred clips
I possess one hundred guns and ammo clips.

Niggaz never listen 'til they vision turn bitch
People never listen to me until something goes wrong.

Pawn you out of Vegas butt-naked in a ditch
I will defeat my enemies and humiliate them by leaving them naked in a ditch in Las Vegas.

(That's right) By now you can see that I'm global
Now you can understand that I have gained international fame.

Slappin MC's for the dreams that they sold you
I am slapping other rappers for deceiving their listeners with false promises.

And all the false prophecies of niggaz takin' shots at me
People spread false rumors and predictions about me being defeated in a fight.

Find yourself hangin' from your feet off the balcony.
Your fate will be hanging upside down from a balcony if you mess with me.