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	Current version of Fat Joe Lyrics Rock Ya Body (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/f/fat-joe/rock/) Current version of the lyrics						Version 1 of Fat Joe Lyrics Rock Ya Body (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/f/fat-joe/rock/v1.html) Version 1 of the lyrics
1	Aoww, Cool and Dre						[Fat Joe]	1
2	I was the one who believed in you						Aowwwwwwwwww! Cool & Dre	2
1							I was the one who believed in you!	1
2							Hahahaha	2
3							[Chorus]	3
	I got one bad chick, she by my side						I got one bad chick, she by my side
3	About two more waitin' outside						About two more wait-in outside	3
4	Pull out the red carpet, walk past the line						Pull out the red carpet walk past the line	4
	Pass the keys, tell 'em please valet my ride						Pass the keys, tell 'em please valet my ride
5							And just - rock ya body body, rock ya body body	5
6	And just rock ya body, body, rock ya body, body						Rock,             ya body body, rock ya        body	6
7	Rock, ya body, body, rock ya body						Just                   rock - who the fuck you know like Cook?	7
8	Just rock, who the fuck you know like Cook?						Kill a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook, nowwww	8
1	Kill a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook							1
9							[Fat Joe]	9
10	Joey C Murder like five-oh-fo'						Joey seeC-Murder         like five-oh-fo'	10
11	Better have my money, 'cause I knock on do's						Better have my money cause I knock on do's	11
12	Better yet I leave seventeen peepholes, squeeze with the eagle						Better yet I leave 17 peepholes, squeeze with the eagle	12
13	Bet I murder like five-oh-fo', crack, yes						Bet I murder like five-oh-fo' - Crack, yes!	13
2								2
	You gon' need protection						You gon' need protection
14	This dude mad nice with the Smith & Wesson						This dude mad nice with the Smith & Wessun	14
	You know, automatic, stick shift revolver						You know, automatic, stick shift revolver
	Find me in the attic, long dist' the target						Find me in the attic, long dist' the target
3								3
	After that, do the walk-through like phone booths						After that, do the walk-through like phone booths
15	What'chu gon' do when them dudes run up on you						What'chu gon' do when them dudes run up on you and	15
16	And rock ya body, body, catch somebody						rock ya body body, catch somebody	16
17	Gon' park, the black Denali, watch his body just drop						Gon' park, the black Denali, watch his body	17
18							just DROP - yeah I'm street like that	18
19	Yeah, I'm street                                 like that						Pull off the Benny Blanco, yeah it beez like that	19
4	Pull off the Benny Blanco, yeah, it beez like that							4
	Your whole crew boomerang, they ain't G's like that						Your whole crew boomerang, they ain't G's like that
20	'Cause when it's time to shoot						Cause when it's time to shoot they quick	20
21	They quick to point the heat right back nigga						to point the heat right back	21
22							Nigga	22
5	I got one bad chick, she by my side							5
6	About two more waitin' outside							6
7	Pull out the red carpet, walk past the line							7
8	Pass the keys, tell 'em please valet my ride							8
23	And just rock ya body, body, rock ya body, body						[Chorus]	23
9	Rock ya body, body, rock ya body							9
10	Just rock, who the fuck you know like Cook?							10
11	Kill a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook							11
4							[Fat Joe]	4
	Yo, if Suge rapped how hard would it be						Yo, if Suge rapped how hard would it be
	But he don't, so the closest thing you got is me						But he don't, so the closest thing you got is me
	Ain't no damn near a rapper this loc' as me						Ain't no damn near a rapper this loc' as me
24	Cook Coke on top is how it's s'posed to be, nigga						Cook Coke on top is how it's 'sposed to be, nigga!	24
25							Yeah the Bronx is back	25
26	Yeah, the Bronx is back						It's my niggaz Cool & Dre on this monster track	26
27	It's my niggaz Cool and Dre       on this monster track						(What they do Fat?) Yeah we been on some Don shit	27
28	What they do Fat? Yeah we been on some Don shit						Been stompin niggaz unconcious	28
29	Been stompin' niggaz unconscious						Been sendin niggaz to trauma; I bet now you wish	29
30							the only beef that you had is wit'cha baby's momma	30
12	Been sendin' niggaz to trauma, I bet now you wish							12
13	The only beef that you had is wit'cha baby's momma							13
	You best to wear your vest as a doo-rag						You best to wear your vest as a doo-rag
31	'Cause I'ma headbussa, you don't want me to do dat						Cause I'ma headbussa, you don't want me to do dat	31
32							Yeah I need a new muh'fucker to shoot at	32
33	Yeah, I need a new muh'fucker to shoot at						More Bin Laden talk, disappearin like	33
34	More Bin Laden talk, disappearin' like Pookie from New Jack						Pookie from "New Jack"	34
	Said it, yeah it's all out war						Said it, yeah it's all out war
35	So do your jumpin' jacks nigga, make you hit the floor						So do your jumpin jacks nigga, make you hit the floor	35
36	I got one bad chick, she by my side						[Chorus]	36
14	About two more waitin' outside							14
15	Pull out the red carpet, walk past the line							15
16	Pass the keys, tell 'em please valet my ride							16
17								17
18	And just rock ya body, body, rock ya body, body							18
19	Rock ya body, body, rock ya body							19
20	Just rock, who the fuck you know like Cook?							20
21	Kill a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook							21
5							[Fat Joe]	5
	Yes, please believe she gorgeous						Yes, please believe she gorgeous
	And she ain't gon' leave once she see the fortress						And she ain't gon' leave once she see the fortress
	The blood red G-T'll leave ya nauseous						The blood red G-T'll leave ya nauseous
	And as for the wife, mami please, we're bosses						And as for the wife, mami please, we're bosses
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	Crenshaw, you can find me on the strip						Crenshaw, you can find me on the strip
	Black Ferrari, nine milli' on the hip						Black Ferrari, nine milli' on the hip
	You in South Beach, wet willies on the strip						You in South Beach, wet willies on the strip
37	Shit, I'm in Dade County, smokin' Phillies, bumpin' trick nigga						Shit, I'm in Dade County, smokin	37
38							phillies, bumpin Trick nigga	38
39	New York y'all know what it is						New York y'all know what it is!	39
	Got a hundred guns, got a hundred clips						Got a hundred guns, got a hundred clips
40	Niggaz never listen till they vision turn pitch						Niggaz never listen 'til they vision turn bitch	40
	Pawn you out of Vegas butt-naked in a ditch						Pawn you out of Vegas butt-naked in a ditch
6							(That's right) By now you can see that I'm global	6
7							Slappin MC's for the dreams that they sold you	7
8							And all the false prophecies of niggaz takin shots at me	8
9							Find yourself hangin from your feet off the balcony	9
41	By now you can see that I'm global						[Chorus]	41
23	Slappin' MC's for the dreams that they sold you							23
24	And all the false prophecies of niggaz takin' shots at me							24
25	Find yourself hangin' from your feet off the balcony							25
26								26
27	I got one bad chick, she by my side							27
28	About two more waitin' outside							28
29	Pull out the red carpet, walk past the line							29
30	Pass the keys, tell 'em please valet my ride							30
31								31
32	And just rock ya body, body, rock ya body, body							32
33	Rock ya body, body, rock ya body							33
34	Just rock, who the fuck you know like Cook?							34
35	Kill a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook now							35

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