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(Move your body, move your body) Your body's poetry, speak to me Won't you let me be your rhythm tonight? I wanna be your muse, use my music And let me be your rhythm tonight Poetry in your body Oh (woh uh uh uh uh) oh (woh uh uh uh uh uh uh) Your body's poetry Move

This is not for you Restless soul, enjoy your youth Like Muhammad hits the truth Can't escape from the common rule If you hate something, don't you do it, too Small my table, sits just two Got so crowded, I can't make room Oh, where did they come from?

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A one woman man, oh oh Don't want nobody else A one woman man (one woman) A one woman man Oh, you love it All my lovin' All or nothin' A one woman man, uh (one woman)

I got my corner on lockdown About to hold this whole block down Ludacris tell um how the South sound UUH BUDDAH-LAA AH, UH UH UH UH UH BUDDAH-LAA UHH BUDDAH-LAA AH uh uh oh oh uh oh oh uh oh oh Do that funky shit oh oh Do that funky shit uh uh Disturbin The Peace, Def Jam South

Can I can I get your oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Can I can I get your number, nu-nu-nu-nu-number Can I can I get your number tonight oh oh huh If I don't then I might regret it for the re- The rest of my life See I see I got you feeling my vibe oh oh huh Gotta

What, yeah, yeah Black John McClane, Harold the Menace, and the Waterproof With my nigga Bud'da, on the track Golden State Warriors.. Eatin every rapper on the plate Huh, feel me I got three-oh-fo's in three-one-oh

I remember math class, I ain't do shit, I was just Xanned out Now a nigga got millions, give a fuck about my teachers now Niggas try to cross me, I crucify 'em like that preacher, oh oh Gucci on my feet, uh Only wore it once, I wasted my cash, yeah But I

Jeremy spoke in class today King Jeremy the wicked Jeremy spoke in Uh Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh (spoke in, spoke in, spoke in) Whoa oh (spoke in) At home drawing pictures Of mountain tops With him on top