Besedila: Z.B.. Other. Body Rockin'.

(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
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

(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)