Salt-n-Pepa

Shake Your Thang
Ow, shake it!Yeah, oh, you're lookin' sweet, babyYes, indeedyFunky (get down)We was on a dance floor shakin' our thingTo a funky beat with a go-go swingEveryone was watching, they stared in shockAmazed at how Salt and Pepa was rockin the place With a smile on my faceSome got upset and then tried to baseThey called us nasty, said we danced dirtyClaimed we were freaks, cheap, even flirtyPepa got pissed and pulled out a pumpI was all set not to jet but to jumpSpin broke it up and asked not to breakSaid, "They don't understand the way you..."[Chorus:]Shake your thang, owwwDo what you wanna doI can't tell you how to catch a grooveIt's your thang (It's your thing)Do what you wanna doI won't tell you who to sock it toSongtexteShake that thing, c'mon, y'all, shake itWe could get loose, but we can't get nakedIt's not a crime, it's legal, we answeredLook again - see? We're just dancin'Relax a bit, now ain't that better?I think it's time for you to get a...Partner, doe-see, gather in closelyI wanna see the ones that mostlyFront on a cutie, hope you're not fruityDo your duty and...[Chorus]Come on, y'all, shake that thingYou got to just show no shameI want you to shake that thingCome on, y'all, show no shameShake your thang, yeah yeahOh, you're lookin' sweet, babyOwww, I won't tell you how to catch a grooveIt's my thing, and I'll swing it the way that I feelWith a little seduction and some sex appealIt's Friday night, and I just got paidI'm checking out the fella with the high-top fadeMoving in closely, ready for the killSteppin' on a dance floor, think you're illBut if I guy touch my body I just put him in checkI said, "We just met", "We can't do that yet"I'm not a pick-up (no), this ain't a stick up (boy)I'm not stuck up (yeah), and turn to kick upAnd just rock, baby-pop, don't stopStick out your butt, and shake what you got[Chorus]Oooo, I like hip-hop mixin' with go-go, babyIt's my thing, and I shake it crazyDon't try and tell me how to partyIt's my dance, yup, and it's my bodyThe shirt I wear may be low cutMy jeans fit nice, it shows off my buttDesigner down from head to toeOooo, my hair, neck, and fingers is crazy-glowNow please stop blushin', we're just dancing, dummyC'mon, we both know I don't want you for your moneyCuz we like to rap so we always rhymeI like to dance, oooo, and I like to grindI like this song, I like this beatI'll see you later, where shall we...[Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania