Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shake It, artist - Little Brother. Date of issue: 26.09.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Shake It |
| Shake it, move it, sound like a star girl, you gleaming |
| Wigglin’now, turn it around, and let me see it Now come a little closer this time so I could be Exactly what you want me to be over this beat and |
| Rock you to the rhythm while we’re dancing and shit |
| With your arms around my neck and my hands on your hip |
| In the club with the light shining and getting smoke in your clothes |
| Smelling like Newports and white diamonds |
| Of course I like rhyming |
| But also like grinding with a sexy young thing like you |
| That like finding the groove and down for the fuck of it Losing yourself between the kick and the snare and the percussion is down |
| What a rush it is to watch you do your thing yo Don’t really freak on the spot, but that could change though |
| The way you move 'Te was made to love it The elegance, class, and beauty of it now keep it going on and on and shake it for me Pooh really not the dancing type |
| Trust chicks I know what they like |
| Give you the light on some Sean Paul shit |
| Put my hands on your hips, my fingers down your lips |
| Wipe the sweat from her brow, I know she loving this, feel me A go-getter ma, so what’s your best move? |
| Believe me, big niggas like to grind too |
| Remind you, agility about a 9−2 |
| I slide through on the floor where I find you |
| She like fine too, open toe shoes |
| White dress, white blouse, fresh hair-do |
| Amaretto sour in the taste of sky blue |
| Euphoria the state that you’re trying to get to We both back together trying to become one |
| You tend to throw it back harder when your song on |
| «Oh that’s my song there."Oh that’s your song baby? |
| Keep on throwing it back and let’s go crazy |
| Check it out, yo, it ain’t no guest list or VIP |
| No need to sweat the next chick while they asking you to see ID |
| Amidst the giggling from the crowd, and haters sniveling at you |
| 'Cause they liking the way your hips swiveling |
| Bounce in connection with mine, getting off beat, never that |
| Girl you look good in your spaghetti straps |
| Now let me spin you around, see where your head is at Maybe later on, where your bed is at? |
| But yo until then, just shake it for me |