Roc Ya Body "Mic Check 1, 2" - M.V.P.

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This is a MVP presentation

Robbie Neville (What?)

Mighty Max (Ha!)

Jasmine Ray (C'mon!)

Rasta Stagga, lets go

Roc ya body, mic check 1−2

Cuz it ain’t a party till my crew run through

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

Roc ya body, mic check 1−2

DJ spinning niggas back into the groove

Pump it louder so the crowd wan' move like ohhh, ohhh

Yo, yo

I blaze the illist, so much skill its

Impossible for u not to feel us

The realist, MC that chu ever met in ya life

I’m tryna see ya work, put a lil sweat in ya life

And I got an idea, and it might sound silly

But I wanna roll ya body in a tight brown philly

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

Cuz ya know we gonna burn it all night

And I just might, double the ice on Diddy

So when ya double the price, the advice ride in it, c’mon

Roc ya body, mic check 1−2

Cuz it ain’t a party till my crew run through

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

Roc ya body, mic check 1−2

DJ spin the needle back into the groove

Pump it louder so the crowd wan' move like ohhh, ohhh

Yaw

Like boom, I’ll be at the hotel soon

We gon' put the lens on zoom, Benz on vroom (Vrrrr)

As long as ya got the right perfume

Ain’t nobody checkin out the telly till noon

You should get a stack tack, on the backbone

Stand back, I’m peelin off the tight sassons

Honey stop breathin when I step in the room

And ain’t nobody leavin when I set in the boom ((Boom boom boom))

Roc ya body, mic check 1−2

Cuz it aint a party till my crew run through

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

Roc ya body, mic check 1−2

DJ spin the needle back into the groove

Pump it louder so the crowd wan' move like ohhh, ohhh

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

(I like the way ya work that for me)

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

(Cuz ya know ya make me so horny)

And baby you a hottie when ya 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 and boom boom

Leave the club, get a telly, get a room boom boom ((Boom boom boom boom))

Lets go

All my ladies, sing along, c’mon

We can party till the night is through

So baby tell me what chu wanna do

Got the keys to the hotel room

Ya know I got my eyes on you

Hands rubbin up and down the my thighs

Starin at chu with my bedroom eyes

The way you lookin boy you so surprised

So we can get it on tonight

Now, this rhyme is for the masters

Excused to use 2Pac poems to teach classes yo

Try to follow when the turn tables spinnin

The sound is even loud in the crowd gettin up in it

You see me postin, the scene get frozen

We sound dope when the words are composed and

D-Boys break down so wit the slow jam

I be so damn ill till I’m an old man

Stop, ya makin it hot when ya move

Stag, I reach the top cuz I choose

Grooves, cracks like a cat like U’s

In fact the mics with the rap can’t lose

Roc ya body, mic check 1−2

Cuz it ain’t a party till my crew run through

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

Roc ya body mic check 1−2

DJ spin the needle bac into the groove

Pump it louder so the crowd wan' move like ohhh, ohhh

Roc ya body, mic check 1−2

Cuz it ain’t a patry till my crew run through

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