Shake Ya Body Lyrics - Tp-2.com - R. Kelly

U-huh, uh-huh 

U-huh, uh-huh 

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 

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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 

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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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