Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shake Your Thang (It's Your Thing), artist - Salt-N-Pepa. Album song ICON, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 28.02.2011
Record label: Island Records
Song language: English
Shake Your Thang (It's Your Thing) |
Ow, shake it! |
Yeah, oh, you’re lookin' sweet, baby |
Yes, indeedy |
Funky (get down) |
We was on a dance floor 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 rockin 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 don’t understand the way you…» |
Shake your thang, owww |
Do what you wanna do |
I can’t tell you how to catch a groove |
It’s your thang (It's your thing) |
Do what you wanna do |
I won’t tell you who to sock it to |
Shake that thing, c’mon, y’all, shake it |
We could get loose, but we can’t get naked |
It’s not a crime, it’s legal, we answered |
Look 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 closely |
I wanna see the ones that mostly |
Front on a cutie, hope you’re not fruity |
Do your duty and… |
Come on, y’all, shake that thing |
You got to just show no shame |
I want you to shake that thing |
Come on, y’all, show no shame |
Shake your thang, yeah yeah |
Oh, you’re lookin' sweet, baby |
Owww, I won’t tell you how to catch a groove |
It’s my thing, and I’ll swing it the way that I feel |
With a little seduction and some sex appeal |
It’s Friday night, and I just got paid |
I’m checking out the fella with the high-top fade |
Moving in closely, ready for the kill |
Steppin' on a dance floor, think you’re ill |
But if I guy touch my body I just put him in check |
I 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 up |
And just rock, baby-pop, don’t stop |
Stick out your butt, and shake what you got |
Oooo, I like hip-hop mixin' with go-go, baby |
It’s my thing, and I shake it crazy |
Don’t try and tell me how to party |
It’s my dance, yup, and it’s 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', we’re just dancing, dummy |
C’mon, we both know I don’t 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 |
I’ll see you later, where shall we… |