[Ow  shake it!
 Yeah  oh  you're lookin' sweet  baby
 Yes  indeedy
 Funky (get down)]

 We was on a dancefloor 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 rock
 In 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..."

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 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...

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 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 dancefloor, 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

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 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...

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