Jay-Z - Shake Ya Body Lyrics

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Shake ya body body, move ya body body

Twist ya body body, switch ya body body

Dip ya body body, work ya body body

Any body 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 Adriian

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 y'all and make it hot



Shake ya body body, move ya body body

Twist ya body body, switch ya body body

Dip ya body body, work ya body body

Any body 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 [Incomprehensible] 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



Shake ya body body, move ya body body

Twist ya body body, switch ya body body

Dip ya body body, work ya body body

Any body 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 body

It's me in the God-body, R. Kelly the John Gotti

Of R and 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

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, 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 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 [Incomprehensible] 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 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



Shake ya body body, move ya body body

Twist ya body body, switch ya body body

Dip ya body body, work ya body body

Any body body, everybody body

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