Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
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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 sh** up why'all and make it hot
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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 n***az, 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 sh** up
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We got honeys everywhere
Corks off the Cris' poppin' everywhere
Partyin' hard like we just don't care
The best of both worlds, that sh** ain't fair
This sh** 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
n***az'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 gla**es
Mami, shake ya a**es, this is a thug cla**ic
Make a hole make a hole and let the Queen come past
I come through in the speedboat, with 808's in the gla**
Push big things here, bet most of y'all crash
Back to trainin' lightweights, you in the wrong weight cla**
Haters, stay awake, f** the Harlem Shake
We "Slam" dance like Onyx, check my ebonics
You got, heat n***a 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 pa** 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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Uh-huh!