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R.Kelly, Lil' Kim - Shake Ya Body (ft. Jay-Z)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
R. Kelly
R. Kelly
Performer
JAY-Z
JAY-Z
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
R. Kelly
R. Kelly
Composer
Bobby Robinson
Bobby Robinson
Composer
Mohandas Dewese
Mohandas Dewese
Composer
Kimberly Jones
Kimberly Jones
Composer
Shawn Carter
Shawn Carter
Composer
Samuel Barnes
Samuel Barnes
Composer
Jean Claude Olivier
Jean Claude Olivier
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Poke & Tone
Poke & Tone
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Shake ya body body, move ya body, body
Twist ya body body, switch ya body, body
Dip ya body body, work ya body, body
Anybody body, everybody body
[Verse 2]
Pub-o, drunk-o, 'dro plus the Bev-o
Hands in the air-o, holla like echo
Tone's in the dub with Momo and Poko
Tone be like Kujo, I be like Cecil
Fists rocking like Adrian
We come through like super friends
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
[Verse 3]
Shake ya body body, move ya body body
Twist ya body body, switch ya body body
Dip ya body body, work ya body body
Anybody body, everybody body
[Verse 4]
New York, Chicago, Atlanta, L.A.
Miami crazy like yippee-ki-yay
Rude boys in the club smokin' on hay
Smoke the choka week, Cali and the Bay
Real live ****, 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
[Verse 5]
Shake ya body body, move ya body, body
Twist ya body body, switch ya body, body
Dip ya body body, work ya body, body
Anybody body, everybody body
[Verse 6]
We got honeys 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
[Verse 7]
This shit ain't fair
I am Jay Hova
Mami shake ya body body, don't hurt nobody body
It's me in the god-body, R. Kelly the John Gotti
The R&B thug and me, I would say I'm probably
The hardest rapper to ever cop a poppy and
Put it in a song, Ma how could you go wrong, huh?
Huh, huh?
[Verse 8]
Worse than an armed robbery
Know that I'm armed properly
Whenever the arm's rocky
You can go on clockin' me
Ain't nothin' gon' stop me
High as Allah I be
Movin' in peace but I
Move with the piece so them
Dudes in the street will never remove my piece
Huh, huh? Got me?
****'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 yo asses, this is a thug classic
[Verse 9]
Make a hole and let the queen come past
I come through in the speedboat
With 808s in the glass
Push big things here, bet most of y'all crash
Back to trainin' lightweights, you in the wrong weight class
[Verse 10]
Haters stay awake, fuck 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
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 embrace 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
[Verse 11]
Shake ya body body, move ya body, body
Twist ya body body, switch ya body, body
Dip ya body body, work ya body, body
Anybody body, everybody body
Written by: Bobby Robinson, Jean Claude Olivier, Kimberly Jones, Mohandas Dewese, Robert Sylvester Kelly, Samuel Barnes, Shawn Carter
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