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Salt N Pepa
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| Shake Your Thang
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[Ow, shake it!
Yeah, oh, youre lookin sweet, baby
Yes, indeedy
Funky (get down)]
We was on a dancefloor shakin our thing
To a funky beat with a go-go swing
Everyone was watching, they stared in shock
Amazed at how Salt and Pepa was rock-
In the place with a smile on my face
Some got upset and then tried to base
They called us nasty, said we danced dirty
Claimed we were freaks, cheap, even flirty
Pepa got pissed and pulled out a pump
I was all set not to jet but to jump
Spin broke it up and asked not to break
Said, "They dont understand the way you..."
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Shake your thang, owww
Do what you wanna do
I cant tell you how to catch a groove
Its your thang (Its your thing)
Do what you wanna do
I wont tell you who to sock it to
Shake that thing, cmon, yall, shake it
We could get loose, but we cant get naked
Its not a crime, its legal, we answered
Look again - see? Were just dancin
Relax a bit, now aint that better?
I think its time for you to get a...
Partner, doe-see, gather in closely
I wanna see the ones that mostly
Front on a cutie, hope youre not fruity
Do your duty and...
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Come on, yall, shake that thing
You got to just show no shame
I want you to shake that thing
Come on, yall, show no shame
Shake your thang, yeah yeah
Oh, youre lookin sweet, baby
Owww, I wont tell you how to catch a groove
Its my thing, and Ill swing it the way that I feel
With a little seduction and some sex appeal
Its Friday night, and I just got paid
Im checking out the fella with the high-top fade
Moving in closely, ready for the kill
Steppin on a dancefloor, think youre ill
But if I guy touch my body I just put him in check
I said, "We just met", "We cant do that yet"
Im not a pick-up (no), this aint a stick up (boy)
Im not stuck up (yeah), and turn to kick up
And just rock, baby-pop, dont stop
Stick out your butt, and shake what you got
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Oooo, I like hip-hop mixin with go-go, baby
Its my thing, and I shake it crazy
Dont try and tell me how to party
Its my dance, yup, and its my body
The shirt I wear may be low cut
My jeans fit nice, it shows off my butt
Designer down from head to toe
Oooo, my hair, neck, and fingers is crazy-glow
Now please stop blushin, were just dancing, dummy
Cmon, we both know I dont want you for your money
Cuz we like to rap so we always rhyme
I like to dance, oooo, and I like to grind
I like this song, I like this beat
Ill see you later, where shall we...
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16.Aug.2001 21:08:10 |
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03.Dec.2004 07:12:08 |
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