Shake Your Boody

So check out, check out. Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check out. So check out, check out. So check out, check out, watch out, Watch out, check out. 'Cause I'm about to go boom when I blast Out your kind. I know I'm not going insane, Like Cypress Hill, I got no games. Going on, Libras have speakers on the microphone, And the way I feel is just beautiful. I had it, so are you cool? Are you There? Are you kidding? One hundred percent made of Steel, but that's not the way I am, that's The way I feel. So are you ready to Go up against a guy like me? Get realistic 'cause you're dealing with the melody. But stealing, telling me, and shooting me? Afraid of you. Now shake your booty to it. Boom, bop, bop, hey. Now shake your booty to it. Boom, bop, bop, hey. Ain't nothing to it, to it. DJ, hey, hey, hey, get loose on. Ain't nothing to it, to it. DJ, hey, hey, hey, get loose on. Oh. Ain't nothing To it, To it. Be like me, stew it, Stew it. Hey, this is my day. From the first minute this morning when I woke Up, I started to write this rhyme, and no, I can't stop. But that's not a problem, not A problem, that's it. You know why I get A kick out of it? To dropping down a Rhyme until the child got you, you. I like it, I like it. I hope you like it too, too. Zip the Dee, Juleye, zip the DJ. Hey, hey. Isn't that a song about that beautiful Day? But anyway, but anyway, this is the melody Coming your way. This is the motherfucking music. I go play it like a gringo. Sho, shaka, sho, shaka, sho, sho, Sho. Now shake your booty to it. Boom, bop, bop, hey. Now shake your booty to it. Boom, bop, bop, hey. Ain't nothing to it, to it. DJ, hey, hey, hey, get loose on. Ain't nothing to it, to it. DJ, hey, hey, hey, get loose on. Oh. Oh. Now shake your booty to it. Boom, bop, bop, hey. Now shake your booty to it. Boom, bop, bop, hey. Ain't nothing to it, to it. DJ, hey, hey, hey, get loose on. Ain't nothing to it, it. DJ, hey, hey, hey, get loose on.