Shake Ya Ass

Album: Let's Get Ready (2000)
Charted: 30 13
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  • Mmm, mmm-mmm
    Ooh-ooh

    Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
    Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
    Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
    Shake ya ass

    I came here with my dick in my hand
    Don't make me leave here with my foot in yo' ass, be cool
    And don't worry 'bout how I'm rippin' this shit
    When I'm flippin' what I'm kickin', nigga, this just what I do
    I'm effervescent and I'm off that crescent
    Nasty as a full grown German Shepherd, motherfucker, keep steppin'
    They don't fuck with me and they don't
    Y'all bitches cant catch me and they won't
    Pay your fare, fix your hair, throw that pussy
    Got a Prada for boonapalist, and Donna for my babooski
    You think I'm trickin? Bitch, I ain't trippin
    I'm buyin if you got nice curves for your iceberg
    Drinkin' Hen', I'm not gon' lie, it do somethin' to me
    Hope this indecent proposal make you do somethin' with me
    Fuck a dollar girl, pick up fifty
    And fuck a coward you need a real nigga
    Off top knick-a-boxers hurtin' shit
    Bend over ho, show me what you workin' with

    Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
    Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with, shake ya ass

    Attention all y'all players and pimps
    Right now in the place to be (shake ya ass)
    I thought I told y'all niggas before
    Y'all niggas can't fuck with me (watch yourself)
    Now this ain't for no small booties
    No, sir, 'cause that won't pass (show me what you workin' with)
    But if you feel you got the biggest one
    Then mama come shake ya ass

    Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
    Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
    Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
    Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with

    I like my women fire like cayenne
    Chocolate and bowlegged when I'm runnin' up behind her
    Go 'head, do your job, pop the lock, let the cock out
    For real though, girl, don't lie
    You know that you wanna go back to my house
    "The Man Right Chea" wanna get under that dress right there
    You spicy Cajun, we gon' pass the baton this year
    You better suck the head on them there crawfish
    And you gotta bend all the way over to dance off this
    You handle your business but I know you do it way better, you dead wrong
    So if you talkin 'bout the niggas make noise when you pass by
    Get your fine ass on the floor, girl, this your fuckin' song
    Do your thang, don't be scared, 'cause you gon' get served
    You get mine, then you gon' get yours
    Bout to make your ass love it
    Raise it up, show your G-string, hustlin', hustlin'

    Attention all y'all players and pimps
    Right now in the place to be (shake ya ass)
    I thought I told y'all niggas before
    Y'all niggas can't fuck with me (watch yourself)
    Now this ain't for no small booties
    No, sir, 'cause that won't pass (show me what you workin' with)
    But if you feel you got the biggest one
    Then mama come shake ya ass

    Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
    Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
    Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
    Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with

    Stop your cryin', heffer, I don't need all that
    I got a job for you, the braided up pimp is back
    Break them handcuffs, fuck you, nigga, move somethin'
    And if they ask you what you doin', say, "Ooh, nothin'"
    And we been doin' it past two-somethin'
    And I've been beatin that pussy up, now it's smooth fuckin'
    You can bet your bottom dollar, if that pussy fire
    You gon' holler, "Michael Tyler"
    So don't act like you don't be backin' that stuff up
    Girl, in the club, 'cause that's what you got ass for
    Wobble, wobble, I'm infatuated
    Bitch ride a dick like she makin' a baby
    And I say that we gon' have to go to a quiet corner for just us two an'
    Don't worry about who lookin, just keep on doin' what you doin'
    'Cause a nigga like me gon' get to work before I know the girl
    Bitch, what's happenin'? Let 'em see, show the world

    Attention all y'all players and pimps
    Right now in the place to be (shake ya ass)
    I thought I told y'all niggas before
    Y'all niggas can't fuck with me (watch yourself)
    Now this ain't for no small booties
    No, sir, 'cause that won't pass (show me what you workin' with)
    But if you feel you got the biggest one
    Then mama come shake ya ass

    Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
    Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
    Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
    Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
    Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
    Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
    Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
    Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with

    Uh, ooh-wee, good Lord
    Damn Writer/s: Chad Hugo, Michael L. Tyler, Pharrell Williams
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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