Shake Ya Body Lyrics

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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 (Anybody body, everybody 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 'Adrian' We come through like 'Superfriends' Tick-tock, tick-tock, it's six o'clock And the party won't stop, bout to hit the I-Hop Got twenty inch mirrors rollin' under the drop So clap that shit up y'all and make it hot
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 (Anybody body, everybody body)
New York, Chicago, Atlanta, L.A. Miami crazy like yippie-i-yae Rude boys in the club smokin' on hay Smoke the choker weed, Cali and the bay
Real live niggaz, put y'all hands up Wanna get tossed, drink that liquor Who's got the industry locked, Kelly and Jigga Trackmasters, turn that shit up
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 (Anybody body, everybody body)
We got honies 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 nobody hottie It's me in the god-body, R. Kelly, the John Gotti Of 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 50, 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, fuck 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 Ask Ice Cube I puts my back into it From car dealers to Macy's, the cashiers embrace me We train like the Navy for whatever the case may be
I pass on the 6, they don't impress me much I want the bulletproof 7 '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
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 (Anybody body, everybody body)
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