Shake Ya Body Lyrics - JAY‐Z & R. Kelly feat. Lil’ Kim

Lil’ Kim The Best of Both Worlds cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2002-3-26
length: 3:19
producer: Poke and Tone and R. Kelly
performer: Lil’ Kim
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-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 (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 **** up why'all and make it hot


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 *****z, 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 **** up


We got honeys everywhere
Corks off the Cris' poppin' everywhere
Partyin' hard like we just don't care
The best of both worlds, that **** ain't fair

This **** 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
*****z'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, **** the Harlem Shake
We "Slam" dance like Onyx, check my ebonics
You got, heat ***** 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



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CD 1
  • 1 The Best of Both Worlds
  • 2 Take You Home With Me a.k.a. Body
  • 3 Break Up to Make Up
  • 4 It Ain't Personal
  • 5 The Streets
  • 6 Green Light
  • 7 Naked
  • 8 Shake Ya Body
  • 9 Somebody's Girl
  • 10 Get This Money
  • 11 Shorty
  • 12 Honey
  • 13 Pussy