Shake Your Thang Lyrics by Salt N Pepa

[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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