Shake Ya Body
Jay-Z, Lil' Kim, R. Kelly
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Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh [Chorus] Uh-huh (shake ya body body, move ya body body) Uh-huh (twist ya body body, switch ya body body) Uh-huh (dip ya body body, work ya body body) Uh-huh (any-body body, every-body body) Pub-o, drank-o, 'dro plus the Bev-o Hands in the air-o, holla like echo Tone's in the dub with, Momo and Poke-o Tone be like Kujo, I be like Cecil Fists rockin like "ADRIIIAN!" We come through like "Superfriends!" Tick-tock, tick-tock, it's six o'clock And the party won't stop, bout to hit the IHOP Got twenty inch mirrors rollin under the drop So clap that shit up why'all and make it hot [Chorus] New York, Chicago, Atlanta, L.A. Miami crazy like yippie-i-yae Rude boys in the club smokin' on hay Smoke the (?) weed, Cali and the Bay Real live niggaz, put y'all hands up want to get tossed - drink that liquor Who's got the industry locked - Kelly and Jigga Crack my skull, turn that shit up [Chorus] We got honeys everywhere Corks off the Cris' poppin' everywhere Partyin' hard like we just don't care The best of both worlds, that shit ain't fair This shit ain't fair I, am, Jay, Hov' Mami shake ya body body, don't hurt no-body body It's me in the God-body, R. Kelly the John Gotti Thr R&B thug and me I would say I'm probably the hardest rapper to ever cop on poppy and put it in a song, ma how could you go wrong ha? ha? ha? ha? Worse than a armed robbery Know that I'm armed properly, whenever the arm's rocky You can go on clockin' me, ain't nuttin' gon' stop me High as Allah I be, movin' in peace but I move with the piece, so them, dudes in the streets will never remove my piece, ha? ha?, got me Niggaz'll never get me, I never move sloppy Move with the glock-fifty, got some Tupac with me Let's not test my gangsta, just, raise your glasses Mami, shake ya asses, this is a thug classic Make a hole make a hole and let the Queen come past I come through in the speedboat, with 808's in the glass Push big things here, bet most of y'all crash Back to trainin' lightweights, you in the wrong weight class Haters, stay awake, f*ck the Harlem Shake We "Slam" dance like Onyx, check my ebonics You got, heat nigga you thinkin' we won't blaze? Gotta come hard cause these are the last days When I, do it I do's it, ain't no more to it (word) Ask Ice Cube I puts my back into it From car dealers to Macy's, to cashiers that brace me We train like the Navy for whatever the case may be I pass on the six, they don't impress me much I want the bulletproof seven cause the doors lift up They pick the best of all girls, so how y'all sound? I got the best of both worlds, holdin' me down [Chorus] Uh-huh!
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Written by: MOHANDAS DEWESE, SAMUEL J. BARNES, KIMBERLY JONES, ROBERT KELLY, JEAN C. OLIVER, BOBBY ROBINSON
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