Killa! Jones! Freaky! Santana! Come on!



Shake, shake, shake (uh!)



Shake, shake, shake (Uh!)



Shake, shake, shake (uh!)

[Verse 1 - Cam'Ron]



  Yo, who wanna mess with me, or come mess with me



  Be a mess to clean, call me Mr. Clean



  The way I glitz and gleam, trigger team



  Click the Beam, hit the fiend (?) on me



  Lookin like I'm nicotine



  But it's all for the green like Listerine



  Had to diss the queen thinkin I'm gon' get her jeans



  I ain't Ginuwine, ma, my mission's mean



  All my nigga team fix the fix get the cream



  I sit in Bahamas, with Alyssa Milano



  Got the Crist' and the ghanga and its gettin un-karma



  Comma, now she cryin she missin her mama



  Just a steppin stone for me now I'm hittin Madonna



  And she twistin the fauna as we sit in the sauna



  Guess it's just my persona, got her kissin my condom

[Chorus]



  We're the Dip, so cut the shit



  Ma twist your hips and lick your lips



  We're the Dip, so cut the shit



  Ma twist your hips and lick your lips

[Bridge - Cam'Ron]



  Ma you straight frontin', let's get the date jumpin



  See your booty panties, ma shake something



  Shake something, shake something



  Shake-shake, shake shake something

[Verse 2 - Cam'Ron]



  And I got some girls, bout five or six



  And a five and six, about five or six



  I surprise the chick, that's when her eyes get lit



  Let her drive the whip, see if she ride a stick



  Who as live as this? My pool size is sick (sick)



  But swim in my pants and dive for dick



  They call me Moby, my pos-i-tive



  Tell them free Willy if your thigs are thick



  And your ass if fat and your head is right



  And your dough is good, we can smash tonight



  Right here in the car, ma, at the light



  If you ask for cash, oh I'm mad for life



  Kiss ass, you dyke, and I'm fast to fight



  If you get mad, (??) grab a bite (what?)



  Or I stab it light and we'll grab a bite



  Is it crab you like? Lobster appetite

[Chorus]



We're the Dip, so cut the shit



Ma twist your hips and lick your lips



We're the Dip, so cut the shit



Ma twist your hips and lick your lips

[Bridge - Cam'Ron]



  Ma you straight frontin', let's get the date jumpin



  See your booty panties, ma shake something



  Shake something, shake something



  Shake-shake, shake shake something

[Verse 3 - JR Writer]



  In front of the club, drops, coups and trucks



  I'ma front in the club with a hundreds of studs



  A gun and some bud through the metal detector



  The metal detect ya, settle and wet 'cha



  I don't mettle with extra, you fakes and clowns



  I walk in and get out of the club safe and sound



  Silencer, dog, how safe it sound?



  I got apes and hounds, he just pace around



  And I'll lace you down, but I'm lookin for



  A Manahttan ho or a Brooklyn whore



  A Bronx biatch that'll let me look and explore



  Up front but beat around the bush for sure



  'Til the tush is sore, hit it doggy style



  Get it doggy style, you know you doin your style



  I'ma mack or more and it's smash or more



  A VIP up between the bathroom stalls

[Chorus]



We're the Dip, so cut the shit



Ma twist your hips and lick your lips



We're the Dip, so cut the shit



Ma twist your hips and lick your lips

[Bridge - Cam'Ron]



  Ma you straight frontin', let's get the date jumpin



  See your booty panties, ma shake something



  Shake something, shake something



  Shake-shake, shake shake something