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Shake That Shit
by Snoop Dogg



[Verse 1: Tiffany Foxx]
I'ma shake this shit, so I can come up quick.
I might bounce it too hard, I might break this shit.
I'm go and act a fool, put my hand on my hip:
then drop it like it's hot, and lick my lips.
You can tell I'm from the Lou', from them watching my back.
Let me show you how I do, before your girl get back.
Wanna see my face by my knees? Picture that.
Might as well pay a fee, 'coz the ass is fat.
T. Foxx in your radar, chillin' at the bizzar.
Jolliette in my hand, my hand in the cizzar.
Feeling like a stizzar, wait I am a stizzar.
Dog house aroung my nigga, love around the yizzard.
The way I pop them thangs, like I'm fit to bust scene.
Go head and riot nigga's 'coz I'm fit to make a scene.
Drop down and get my eagle on, got you in my zone.
Asking ya nigga's, Do she have some panties on?

[Chorus]
Why don't ya pop it on the floor? Girl, shake that shit.
Turn around dip it low. Girl, shake that shit.
Let ya knees touch ya chest while you shake that shit.
Shake that shit. Shake that shit.
Why don't ya pop it on the floor? Girl, shake that shit.
Turn around dip it low. Girl, shake that shit.
Let ya knees touch ya chest while you shake that shit.
Shake that shit. Shake that shit.
(x2)

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Now all the ladies in the place with the style and grace.
Small waist, big booty's with the pretty face.
I love it how you wizzork, tight mini-skizzirt.
Do it 'til it hizzurt, invited to the chizzurch.
Tell all your friends that the dog's in the Louie.
I bet a hundred dollars that they all wanna do me.
Foxx is a cutie, better yet a beauty.
Rolling with the house, yours truly.
Can I get a shot of the plizzo, before the bar clizzose's.
Take you to the plizzad, lay you on the flizzoor.
Two for the money, one for the shizzow.
Keep it on the low, here we go: here we gizzo.

[Chorus]
Why don't ya pop it on the floor? Girl, shake that shit.
Turn around dip it low. Girl, shake that shit.
Let ya knees touch ya chest while you shake that shit.
Shake that shit. Shake that shit.
Why don't ya pop it on the floor? Girl, shake that shit.
Turn around dip it low. Girl, shake that shit.
Let ya knees touch ya chest while you shake that shit.
Shake that shit. Shake that shit.
(x2)

[Verse 3: Tiffany Foxx]
You can't deny this: I am the flyest.
I know you wanna fuck wit me.
When I come through it's all about me.
And you mad coz' it's all about me.
From the time I hit the club, I create a fan base.
'Coz I'm known for acting up, being in your man's face.
Four carrots on the pinkie, Cavali on the waist.
Plus he heard I'm kinda kinky, so now he wanna taste.
So now he wanna play in the Foxx big leagues?
I'ma throw it in his face, you know I'm a big tease.
Planning trips oversea's: Now he handing over these.
Gave him a tipdrill, now he handing over keys.
Please. I'll show you how to do this son,
all in your mind, and it's only half past one.
'Coz the moments ours, been here for hours.
Did you shake it like a mother fucker?
Girl I know I was.

[Chorus]
Why don't ya pop it on the floor? Girl, shake that shit.
Turn around dip it low. Girl, shake that shit.
Let ya knees touch ya chest while you shake that shit.
Shake that shit. Shake that shit.
Why don't ya pop it on the floor? Girl, shake that shit.
Turn around dip it low. Girl, shake that shit.
Let ya knees touch ya chest while you shake that shit.
Shake that shit. Shake that shit.
(x6)
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Lyrics submitted by Deedra.

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written by Broadus, Calvin / Martin, Terrace / Gaines, Ezell / Parham, Tiffany
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, WINDSWEPT HOLDINGS LLC