เนื้อเพลง Shake Ya Ass - Mystikal

[Hook x2]:
Shake Ya Ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you're workin' with

[Verse 1]:
I came here with my d*ck 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 sh*t
When I'm flippin' what I'm kickin' n*gga, that's just what I do
I'm effervescent and I'm off that cresent
Nastier than a full grown German Sheperd, motherf*cker keep steppin'
They don't f*ck with me and they don't
Ya'll b*tches can't catch me and you won't
Pay ya fare, fix ya hair, throw that p*ssy
Got Prada for my boonapalist, and Donna for my babooski
You think I'm trickin'? b*tch, I ain't trippin'
I'm buyin' if you got nice curves for your iceberg
Drinkin' Henn' and actin' like it do somethin' to me
Hope this indecent proposal make you do somethin' with me
F*ck a dollar girl, pick up fifty
And f*ck that coward you need a real n*gga
Off top knick a boxers hurtin' sh*t
Bend over ho, show me what you workin' with

[Hook]

[Chorus]:
Attention all ya'll players and pimps
Right now in the place to be (shake ya ass)
I thought I told ya'll n*ggas before
Ya'll n*ggas can't f*ck with me (watch yourself)
Now this ain't for small booties
No sir, cause that won't pass (show me what ya workin' with)
But if you feel you got the biggest one
Then mama come shake ya ass

[Hook]

[Verse 2]:
I like my women fire like CAY-ENNE
Chocolate and bowlegged, when I'm runnin' up behind her
Go 'head get ya pop a lock let the cock out
For girl don't lie you know you wanna go back to my house
The man right here wanna get under that dress right there
You spicy Cajun, we gon' have a good time over there
You better s*ck the head on them there crawfish
And you gotta bend all the way over to dance off this
Handle yo' business but I know you do it way better, you dead wrong
So if you talkin' 'bout how n*ggas make noise when you pass by
Get yo' fine ass on the floor girl this yo' f*ckin' song
Do yo' thang don't be scared, cause you gon' get served
You get mine then you gon' get yours
'Bout to make yo' ass love it
Raise it up, show the G-string, hustlin' hustlin'

[Chorus]

[Hook]

[Verse 3]:
Stop yo' cryin' heffer, I don't need all that
I got a job for you, the braided up pimp is back
Break them handcuffs, f*ck you n*gga move somethin'
And if they ask you what you doin' say, ooh nothin'
And we been doin' for the past two somethin'
And I've been beatin' that p*ssy up now it's smooth f*ckin'
You can betcha bottom dollar, if that p*ssy fire
You gon' holla Micheal 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
B*tch ride a d*ck like she makin' a baby
And I see 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 n*gga like me gon' get work before I know the girl
B*tch what's happenin', let 'em see, show the world

[Chorus]

[Hook]

Uh...ooh wee, good Lord
Damn