Lyrical Breakdown of Shake Ya Body ft. r. kelly - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Shake Ya Body ft. r. kelly" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Jay-Z weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Shake Ya Body ft. r. kelly" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Jay-Z employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Jay-Z's narrative.

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Uh-huh, uh-huh Uh-huh, uh-huh Uh-huh (Shake ya body body, move ya body body) Uh-huh (Twist ya body body, switch ya body body) Uh-huh (Dip ya body body, work ya body body) Uh-huh (Anybody body, everybody body) Uh-huh Pub-oh, drank-oh, 'dro plus the bev-oh Hands in the air-oh, holla like echo Tone's in the dub with, Momo and Poke-oh Tone be like Kujo, I be like Cecil Fists rockin' like 'Adriiian' We come through like, super friends Tick-tock, tick-tock, it's six o'clock And the party won't stop, 'bout to hit the Ihop Got twenty inch mirrors, rollin' under the drop So clap that shit up y'all and make it hot Uh-huh (Shake ya body body, move ya body body) Uh-huh (Twist ya body body, switch ya body body) Uh-huh (Dip ya body body, work ya body body) Uh-huh (Anybody body, everybody body) Uh-huh New York, Chicago, Atlanta, L.A. Miami crazy like yippie-i-yae Rude boys in the club smokin' on hay Smoke the weed, Cali and the bay Real live niggaz, put y'all hands up Wanna get tossed, drink that liquor Who's got the industry locked? Kelly and Jigga Crack my skull, turn that shit up Uh-huh (Shake ya body body, move ya body body) Uh-huh (Twist ya body body, switch ya body body) Uh-huh (Dip ya body body, work ya body body) Uh-huh (Anybody body, everybody body) Uh-huh We got honies everywhere Corks off the Cris' poppin everywhere Partyin' hard like we just don't care The best of both worlds, that shit ain't fair (This shit ain't fair) I am Jay, Hov' Mami shake ya body body, don't hurt no-body body It's me in the God-body, R. Kelly the John Gotti Of R&B thug and me I would say I'm probably The hardest rapper to ever cop on poppy and Put it in a song, ma how could you go wrong ha, ha, ha? Worse than a armed robbery Know that I'm armed properly, whenever the arm's rocky You can go on clockin' me, ain't nuttin' gon' stop me High as Allah I be, movin' in peace but I Move with the piece, so them, dudes in the streets Will never remove my piece, ha, ha, got me Niggaz'll never get me, I never move sloppy Move with the Glock-50, got some 2pac with me Let's not test my gangsta, just raise your glasses Mami, shake ya asses, this is a thug classic Make a hole and let the queen come past I come through in the speedboat, with 808's in the glass Push big things here, bet most of y'all crash Back to trainin' lightweights, you in the wrong weight class Haters, stay awake, fuck the Harlem shake We slam dance like Onyx, check my ebonics You got heat nigga, you thinkin' we won't blaze? Gotta come hard 'cause these are the last days When I, do it I do's it, ain't no more to it (Word) Ask Ice-T, I puts my back into it From car dealers to Macy's, to cashiers that brace me We train like the navy for whatever the case may be I pass on the 6, they don't impress me much I want the bulletproof 7 'cause the doors lift up They pick the best of all girls, so how y'all sound? I got the best of both worlds, holdin' me down Uh-huh (Shake ya body body, move ya body body) Uh-huh (Twist ya body body, switch ya body body) Uh-huh (Dip ya body body, work ya body body) Uh-huh (Anybody body, everybody body) Uh-huh