Song lyrics Shake ya body by Jay Z

[R] Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

[Chorus: R. Kelly (Lilī Kim)]
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)

[R. Kelly]
Pub-o, drank-o, īdro plus the Bev-o
Hands in the air-o, holla like echo
Toneīs 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, itīs six oīclock
And the party wonīt stop, bout to hit the IHOP
Got twenty inch mirrors rollin under the drop
So clap that shit up yīall and make it hot

[Chorus]

[R. Kelly]
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 niggaz - put yīall hands up
Wanna get tossed - drink that liquor
Whoīs got the industry locked - Kelly and Jigga
Crack my skull - turn that shit up

[Chorus]

[R. Kelly]
We got honies everywhere
Corks off the Crisī poppin everywhere
Partyin hard like we just donīt care
The best of both worlds, that shit ainīt fair

[Jay-Z]
This shit ainīt fair
I, am, Jay, Hovī
Mami shake ya body body, donīt hurt no-body body
Itīs me in the God-body, R. Kelly the John Gotti
of R&B thug and me I would say Iīm 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 Iīm armed properly, whenever the armīs rocky
You can go on clockin me, ainīt nuttin gonī 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
Niggazīll never get me, I never move sloppy
Move with the glock-50, got some Tupac with me
Letīs not test my gangsta, just, raise your glasses
Mami, shake ya asses, this is a thug classic

[Lilī Kim]
Make a hole make a hole and let the Queen come past
I come through in the speedboat, with 808īs in the glass
Push big things here, bet most of yīall crash
Back to trainin lightweights, you in the wrong weight class
Haters, stay awake, fuck the Harlem Shake
We "Slam" dance like Onyx, check my ebonics
You got, heat nigga you thinkin we wonīt blaze?
Gotta come hard cause these are the last days
When I, do it I doīs it, ainīt no more to it (word)
Ask (?) I puts my back into it
From car dealers to Macyīs, to cashiers that brace me
We train like the Navy for whatever the case may be
I pass on the 6, they donīt impress me much
I want the bulletproof 7 cause the doors lift up
They pick the best of all girls, so how yīall sound?
I got the best of both worlds, holdin me down

[Chorus]

[R] Uh-huh!