Shake Your Groove Thing Ringtones

Shake your groove thing, yeah, yeah Show 'em how you do it now Shake your groove thing, yeah, yeah Show 'em how you do it now Let's show the world we can dance Bad enough to strut our stuff when The music gives us a chance We do more out on the floor Groovin' loose or heart to heart We put in motion every single part, yeah Funky sounds, wall to wall We're bumpin' booties, havin' us a ball, yeah Shake your groove thing, yeah, yeah Show 'em how you do it now Shake your groove thing, yeah, yeah Show 'em how you do it now Come on and shake it for me Come on and shake it for me We got the rhythm tonight All the rest know, we're the best so Our shadows flash in the light Twistin', turnin', we keep burnin' Shake it high or shake it low We take our bodies where they wanna go Feel the beat never stop Hold me tight, spin me like a top Shake your groove thing, yeah, yeah Show 'em how you do it now Shake your groove thing, yeah, yeah Show 'em how you do it now Come on and shake it for me Come on and shake it for me There's nothing more that I'd like to do Than take the floor and dance with you Keep dancin', let's keep dancin' Shake your groove thing, yeah, yeah Show 'em how you do it now Shake your groove thing, yeah, yeah Show 'em how you do it now Shake your groove thing, yeah, yeah Show 'em how you do it now Shake your groove thing, yeah, yeah Show 'em how you do it now Come on and shake it for me Come on and shake it for me Come on and shake it for me Come on and shake it for me Baby, shake your groove thing

Yeah! Well dey a hav some bwoy a gwaan like dem a gal short (Dem a get caught) Yuh bwoy a dem mind a nuh too sharp Yuh dun kno say right now, Blackshot and Sean-A-Paul a lef dem inna di dark (Dutty Yeah!) True to our ways jus gimme di light and pass di dro Dey gyals a likein pon our flow Hear what I say now rudebwoy Di girls nuh waan nuh friars nuh connivers Watch out let me talk to har den Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn' An I been watchin' you shake dat ting Man dem a try, dem a get deny Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting Girl it is mine, a long time me a line An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting Gyal dem a round an Dem a try tek yuh crown A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing Weh yuh get it from, a mus yuh mama Do you fault dey, from me like a champion a bubble pon di Chart dey, gyal a look yuh hav me A we waan to slap dey from di front an to di back dey From di bed an to di matinee, We haffi blow, pull out di guns an pop pop It's dey fault dey, energy dey dey a so dey gimme di buff An look pon me, baby put it on me Right a now yuh mek di Dutty dap a feel horny Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn' An I been watchin' you shake dat ting Man dem a try, dem a get deny Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting Girl it is mine, a long time me a line An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting Gyal dem a round an Dem a try tek yuh crown A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing From yuh step up inna di place, dance just light up Man dem a run alla dem chase an dem a hype up Which one, a which one a dem a get it first, fight up Looks like dem man dey a go up inna di Fight Club I can ear dem say, gyal yuh body look ripe up An dem waan play all dey number dem a type up Waan tek yuh away, but it was me dat she sight up Sean-A-Paul everyday a get di lovin, well a hype's up Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn' An I been watchin' you shake dat ting Man dem a try, dem a get deny Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting Girl it is mine, a long time me a line An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting Gyal dem a round an Dem waan tek yuh crown A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing Dat ting a weh yuh got dey Weh yuh get it from, a mus yuh mama Do you fault dey, from me like a champion a bubble pon di Chart dey, gyal a look yuh hav me A we waan to slap dey from di front an to di back dey From di bed an to di matinee, We haffi blow, pull out di guns an pop pop It's dey fault dey, energy dey dey a so dey gimme di buff An look pon me, baby put it on me Right a now yuh mek di Dutty dap a feel horny Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn' An I been watchin' you shake dat ting Man dem a try, dem a get deny Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting Girl it is mine, a long time me a line An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting Gyal dem a round an Dem a try tek yuh crown A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn' An I been watchin' you shake dat ting Man dem a try, dem a get deny Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting Girl it is mine, a long time me a line An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting Gyal dem a round an Dem a try tek yuh crown A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn' An I been watchin' you shake dat ting Man dem a try, dem a get deny Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting Girl it is mine, a long time me a line An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting Gyal dem a round an Dem a try tek yuh crown A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing Girl it is on, at four o' clock in di morn' An I been watchin' you shake dat ting Man dem a try, dem a get deny Caw I'm gonna tek dat ting Girl it is mine, a long time me a line An pan we fi waan you to shake dat ting

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