Queen Pen - Rock The Body (feat. Tracey Lee) Lyrics
The password is party.[T. Lee]Ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahFor the 98 this is how we doQueen Pen ya'll, T. Lee ya'llRock on ya'll, D-Dot ya'llCome OnHook:[Queen Pen]For all the honeys in the ghetto that's holdin their own (rock the body)[T. Lee]For all my puffed out dogs in the club thugged out (rock the body)[Queen Pen]And if ya know that it's a fact that we got your back (rock the body)[T. Lee]Ain't no doubt Queen and Tray Lee turn it out (rock the body)[Tracey Lee]Lyrically i spray ya'll it's Tray ya'llSlay ya'll niggas it ain't hard to face meBreak ya'll niggas like A.C.Stay armed in case these cats want to hate on meKill or be killed I'm God sentMy callin' make shit bounce like SpauldingYa'll know cuevo make Tray flow en fuegoIts T. Lee spittin' and I'm down with the Queen[Queen Pen]Radio play just really advances my chancesWith big time niggas holdin legal financesGhetto star just about the whole of my lifeGot eyes in the back of my head like miceWith ya chat bad boy, I lived itI figure you just wake up in the morningAnd blame it on a niggaYou's the type of niggaI leave standin' at the barHave your thirsty ass waitin for my car tomorrowIt's them lame chicks that ***** it up for usRunnin around the club bein a bag of dartsA bonafide child not like years in dissHoldin down fort real Brooklyn shitWeed rolled in fry talon dreads swa richAin't nothin changed since '86We stopped transportin' start makin hitsGhetto from the start Queen representHook:[Queen Pen]For all the honeys in the ghetto thatc12
