Roc Ya Body (Mic Check 1 2)

Roc Ya Body (Mic Check 1 2) - The Hit Co.

Roc ya body, mic check 1,2 cuz it ain't a party until my crew run through

Shake somebody, show me watcha can do, like oooh oooh

Roc ya body, mic check 1,2 DJ spin the music back into the groove

Pump it up so the crowd wan' move, like oooh oooh

I blaze the illist, so much skillis,

Impossible for u not to feel us

The Realist MC that chu ever met in ur life,

I'm tryin to see the work, put a lil sweat in ur life

And I got an idea, and it might sound silly

But I wanna roll ur body in a tight brown philly

Crack it, lick it up, seal it n tight, get a light

Cuz u know we gonna burn it all night

And I just might, double the ice on dent

So when u double the price, the advice ride in, c'mon

Roc ya body, mic check 1,2

Cuz it ain't a party until my crew run through

Shake somebody, show me watcha can do,

Like oooh oooh

Roc ya body mic check 1,2

DJ spin the music back into the groove

Pump it up so the crowd wan' move,

Like oooh oooh

Like boom, I'll be at the hotel soon

We gon' put the lens on zoom, benz on vroom

As long as u got the right perfume

Ain't no body checking out the telly till noon

U should get a sack tack, on the backbone

Stand back, I'm ill enough with tight sad songs

Honey stop breathing when I step in the room

And ain't no body leaving when I set in the boom

Roc ya body, mic check 1,2 cuz it ain't a party until my crew run through

Shake somebody, show me watcha can do, like oooh oooh

Roc ya body mic check 1,2 DJ spin the music back into the groove

Pump it up so the crowd wan' move, like oooh oooh

I like it when u work for me, lemme see u do that boom boom

I like the way u work that for me

And if u wanna party baby we can get together boom boom

Cuz u know u make me so horny

And baby u a hottie when u get up on the floor and boom boom

Never wanted someone so badly

We can leave the club and get a telly get a room boom boom

Leave the club, get a telly, get a room boom boom

Lets go

All my ladies, sing along, c'mon

We can party until the night is through

So baby tell me what chu wanna do

Got the keys to the hotel room

U know I got my eyes on u

Hands rubbin up and down the my thighs

Staring at chu with my bedroom eyes

The way u lookin boy u so so fine

So we can get it on tonite

Kid, now, this rhyme is for the masters

In schools that use 2-pac poems to teach classes

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 d**e 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

Excused to use 2pac homes to teach classes yo

Stop, ya makin it hot when ya move

Stag, I reach the top cuz I choose

In fact the mics with the rap can't lose

Chorus

Roc ya body, mic check 1,2

Cuz it ain't a party until my crew run

Shake somebody, show me watcha can do,

Like oooh oooh

Roc ya body, mic check 1,2

Cuz it ain't a party until my crew run through

Shake somebody, show me watcha can do,

Like oooh oooh

Roc ya body mic check 1,2

DJ spin the music back into the groove

Pump it up so the crowd wan' move,

Like oooh oooh