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Shake Ya Body lyrics


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     Shake Ya Body
    >> R Kelly
        [R] uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

    [chorus: R. kelly + lil' kim]
    uh-huh (shake ya body body, move ya body body)
    hu-huh (twist ya body body, switch ya body body)
    hu-huh (dip ya body body, work ya body body)
    hu-huh (any-body body, every- body body)

    [R. kelly]
    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 ya'll and make it hot


    [R. kelly]
    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
    wanna get tossed- drink that liquor
    who's got the industry locked- kelly and jigga
    crack my skull - turn that shit up


    [R. kelly]
    we got honies everywhere
    corks off the cris' poppin everywhere
    patryin hars 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
    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 Alliah i be, movin in peace but I
    move with the piece, so them, dudes in the streets
    will never remove mt 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

    [lil' kim]
    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 ya'll 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 gotm heat nigga you thinkin we win'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 i puts my back into it
    from car dealers to macy's, to chashiers that brace me
    we train like the navy for whatever the case may be
    i pass on the 6, the 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


    [R] uh-huh
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