Rumpalicious Booty Shaker
Come on inside there ain't no charge now
We want to see you here
The cover's optional my dear
Do I make myself clear?
We got the stuff to get you high
Won't you come on in?
Chemicals are false my dear
It's more like Original Sin
Back in the corner the freaks get freaky
Out on the floor the love gets high
DJ plays the beats that free me
Oh yeah baby, come inside
The Rumpalicious Booty Shaker
Take your shoes
Take 'em off now
Take 'em off now
Let you hair down
Let it down, c'mon
Let it down now
Take your drawers off
Get naked
Everybody naked
Make a love sound
Welcome, welcome, don't be shy
Let me take your hand
This sure ain't no deadman's party
So bring that body in
And you're gonna want to do things
That you never ever do alone
And we're gonna do some things to you
That'll make you scream and moan
Come on, shake what yo mama gave you
Leave inhibition far behind
Do what your body tells you
Oh yeah baby you're my kind
Of Rumpalicious Booty Shaker
Take your shoes
Take 'em off now
Take 'em off now
Let you hair down
Let it down, c'mon
Let it down now
Take your drawers off
Get naked
Everybody naked
Make a love sound
White boys can't funk
C'mon now, say it again now
White boys can't funk
Break it down
C'mon, break it down
White boys can't funk
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
White boys can't funk
Hey that's not what I wrote, you guys
White boys can't funk
No, that's not cool, really
White boys can't funk
C'mon, don't do that
We got the funk right here!
Let's pretend that we break up
So we can make up
And I got some slack that you can take up
Like the Purple One said when he got in your head
And on top of the bed
Ain't no one else around
I tie you with a blindfold, gagged and bound
I don't mind
Cuz it's all about sex and lovin' this life and the next
That's my cosmic talk
And you don't think I'm hard?
It ain't bizarre
Just watch me play my guitar
Like a superstar
Everybody up in the place get up in my face
Everybody up in the place get up in my face
Everybody up in the place get up in my face
Take your shoes
Take 'em off now
Take 'em off now
Let you hair down
Let it down, c'mon
Let it down now
Take your drawers off
Get naked
Everybody naked
Make a love sound
Take your shoes
Take 'em off
Take 'em off
Let you hair down
Let it down
Let it down to the ground now
Take your drawers off
Get naked
Everybody naked
Make a love sound
We want to see you here
The cover's optional my dear
Do I make myself clear?
We got the stuff to get you high
Won't you come on in?
Chemicals are false my dear
It's more like Original Sin
Back in the corner the freaks get freaky
Out on the floor the love gets high
DJ plays the beats that free me
Oh yeah baby, come inside
The Rumpalicious Booty Shaker
Take your shoes
Take 'em off now
Take 'em off now
Let you hair down
Let it down, c'mon
Let it down now
Take your drawers off
Get naked
Everybody naked
Make a love sound
Welcome, welcome, don't be shy
Let me take your hand
This sure ain't no deadman's party
So bring that body in
And you're gonna want to do things
That you never ever do alone
And we're gonna do some things to you
That'll make you scream and moan
Come on, shake what yo mama gave you
Leave inhibition far behind
Do what your body tells you
Oh yeah baby you're my kind
Of Rumpalicious Booty Shaker
Take your shoes
Take 'em off now
Take 'em off now
Let you hair down
Let it down, c'mon
Let it down now
Take your drawers off
Get naked
Everybody naked
Make a love sound
White boys can't funk
C'mon now, say it again now
White boys can't funk
Break it down
C'mon, break it down
White boys can't funk
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
White boys can't funk
Hey that's not what I wrote, you guys
White boys can't funk
No, that's not cool, really
White boys can't funk
C'mon, don't do that
We got the funk right here!
Let's pretend that we break up
So we can make up
And I got some slack that you can take up
Like the Purple One said when he got in your head
And on top of the bed
Ain't no one else around
I tie you with a blindfold, gagged and bound
I don't mind
Cuz it's all about sex and lovin' this life and the next
That's my cosmic talk
And you don't think I'm hard?
It ain't bizarre
Just watch me play my guitar
Like a superstar
Everybody up in the place get up in my face
Everybody up in the place get up in my face
Everybody up in the place get up in my face
Take your shoes
Take 'em off now
Take 'em off now
Let you hair down
Let it down, c'mon
Let it down now
Take your drawers off
Get naked
Everybody naked
Make a love sound
Take your shoes
Take 'em off
Take 'em off
Let you hair down
Let it down
Let it down to the ground now
Take your drawers off
Get naked
Everybody naked
Make a love sound
Credits
Writer(s): Philip Anthony Johnson
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