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(Chorus-Z.B. aka Zach G) We in da crowd body rocking Boyz in dem jays be jocking Haters wanna hate we be dropping Ice on my neck and it's shocking We in da crowd body rocking Girls in da crowd they be flocking We take a stack body rocking All the boyz in the back body rocking (Z.B. aka Zach G) We make the crowd lean, make the crowd rock We some throwd boys, let the beat drop We all ratchet it up, bout to rap it up See me rocking body rocking yeah that's whats up We cranking everything, crank dat yank, let it bump We jocking on dem haters, set it straight, let em jump Get jizzy let it known, that ya on thrown We got it down, I'm a beast and I'm on zone Ya'll know my name; it's that z to that b Oakley shades on my eyes, and a limp with my knee Twisting turning, flipping earning, getting money easy Still staying true with my crew, 3 plus me (Chorus) We in da crowd body rocking Boyz in dem jays be jocking SongtexteHaters wanna hate we be dropping Ice on my neck and it's shocking We in da crowd body rocking Girls in da crowd they be flocking We take a stack body rocking All the boyz in the back body rocking (Chris Cross) We body rocking, we don't hand clap Ain't no a bay bay, we just steady rap This is Southside, that's where we reside Hit the lane, Chris Cross, looking so fly Stunner shades on, looking so beast You can't touch me, when I'm in my streets I hit the stage, I got my collar popped I hit that mic as soon as that beat drop I take a step back, crank that Nike Air I crank that beast mode, because I don't care I spray some Tag, acting bad, and they ticked off Their just mad because they want to be Chris Cross (Chorus) We in da crowd body rocking Boyz in dem jays be jocking Haters wanna hate we be dropping Ice on my neck and it's shocking We in da crowd body rocking Girls in da crowd they be flocking We take a stack body rocking All the boyz in the back body rocking (Hook 1) (Z.B. aka Zach G) Two stacks in my pocket, when I drop it, girls start bopping Body rocking, bass knocking, watch us clocking, watch me jocking They be stopping, mic dropping, lip gloss popping, Jackas robbing, but they stopping when they see me, cause they know I got options Verse 3 Got more stacks up in my pocket than when you pile up those bills I'm realer than a realtor so they really call me real And I'm wrecking like a car, and I ain't even got a deal When I get mad, sad, or crazy, they be like Banner chill Zach G Talking (Thanks to Zach for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania