In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Mmm, mmm-mmm
Ooh-ooh
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass
I came here with my dick in my hand
Don't make me leave here with my foot in yo' ass, be cool
And don't worry 'bout how I'm rippin' this shit
When I'm flippin' what I'm kickin', nigga, this just what I do
I'm effervescent and I'm off that crescent
Nasty as a full grown German Shepherd, motherfucker, keep steppin'
They don't fuck with me and they don't
Y'all bitches cant catch me and they won't
Pay your fare, fix your hair, throw that pussy
Got a Prada for boonapalist, and Donna for my babooski
You think I'm trickin? Bitch, I ain't trippin
I'm buyin if you got nice curves for your iceberg
Drinkin' Hen', I'm not gon' lie, it do somethin' to me
Hope this indecent proposal make you do somethin' with me
Fuck a dollar girl, pick up fifty
And fuck a coward you need a real nigga
Off top knick-a-boxers hurtin' shit
Bend over ho, show me what you workin' with
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with, shake ya ass
Attention all y'all players and pimps
Right now in the place to be (shake ya ass)
I thought I told y'all niggas before
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me (watch yourself)
Now this ain't for no small booties
No, sir, 'cause that won't pass (show me what you workin' with)
But if you feel you got the biggest one
Then mama come shake ya ass
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
I like my women fire like cayenne
Chocolate and bowlegged when I'm runnin' up behind her
Go 'head, do your job, pop the lock, let the cock out
For real though, girl, don't lie
You know that you wanna go back to my house
"The Man Right Chea" wanna get under that dress right there
You spicy Cajun, we gon' pass the baton this year
You better suck the head on them there crawfish
And you gotta bend all the way over to dance off this
You handle your business but I know you do it way better, you dead wrong
So if you talkin 'bout the niggas make noise when you pass by
Get your fine ass on the floor, girl, this your fuckin' song
Do your thang, don't be scared, 'cause you gon' get served
You get mine, then you gon' get yours
Bout to make your ass love it
Raise it up, show your G-string, hustlin', hustlin'
Attention all y'all players and pimps
Right now in the place to be (shake ya ass)
I thought I told y'all niggas before
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me (watch yourself)
Now this ain't for no small booties
No, sir, 'cause that won't pass (show me what you workin' with)
But if you feel you got the biggest one
Then mama come shake ya ass
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Stop your cryin', heffer, I don't need all that
I got a job for you, the braided up pimp is back
Break them handcuffs, fuck you, nigga, move somethin'
And if they ask you what you doin', say, "Ooh, nothin'"
And we been doin' it past two-somethin'
And I've been beatin that pussy up, now it's smooth fuckin'
You can bet your bottom dollar, if that pussy fire
You gon' holler, "Michael Tyler"
So don't act like you don't be backin' that stuff up
Girl, in the club, 'cause that's what you got ass for
Wobble, wobble, I'm infatuated
Bitch ride a dick like she makin' a baby
And I say that we gon' have to go to a quiet corner for just us two an'
Don't worry about who lookin, just keep on doin' what you doin'
'Cause a nigga like me gon' get to work before I know the girl
Bitch, what's happenin'? Let 'em see, show the world
Attention all y'all players and pimps
Right now in the place to be (shake ya ass)
I thought I told y'all niggas before
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me (watch yourself)
Now this ain't for no small booties
No, sir, 'cause that won't pass (show me what you workin' with)
But if you feel you got the biggest one
Then mama come shake ya ass
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Uh, ooh-wee, good Lord
Damn
Ooh-ooh
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass
I came here with my dick in my hand
Don't make me leave here with my foot in yo' ass, be cool
And don't worry 'bout how I'm rippin' this shit
When I'm flippin' what I'm kickin', nigga, this just what I do
I'm effervescent and I'm off that crescent
Nasty as a full grown German Shepherd, motherfucker, keep steppin'
They don't fuck with me and they don't
Y'all bitches cant catch me and they won't
Pay your fare, fix your hair, throw that pussy
Got a Prada for boonapalist, and Donna for my babooski
You think I'm trickin? Bitch, I ain't trippin
I'm buyin if you got nice curves for your iceberg
Drinkin' Hen', I'm not gon' lie, it do somethin' to me
Hope this indecent proposal make you do somethin' with me
Fuck a dollar girl, pick up fifty
And fuck a coward you need a real nigga
Off top knick-a-boxers hurtin' shit
Bend over ho, show me what you workin' with
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with, shake ya ass
Attention all y'all players and pimps
Right now in the place to be (shake ya ass)
I thought I told y'all niggas before
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me (watch yourself)
Now this ain't for no small booties
No, sir, 'cause that won't pass (show me what you workin' with)
But if you feel you got the biggest one
Then mama come shake ya ass
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
I like my women fire like cayenne
Chocolate and bowlegged when I'm runnin' up behind her
Go 'head, do your job, pop the lock, let the cock out
For real though, girl, don't lie
You know that you wanna go back to my house
"The Man Right Chea" wanna get under that dress right there
You spicy Cajun, we gon' pass the baton this year
You better suck the head on them there crawfish
And you gotta bend all the way over to dance off this
You handle your business but I know you do it way better, you dead wrong
So if you talkin 'bout the niggas make noise when you pass by
Get your fine ass on the floor, girl, this your fuckin' song
Do your thang, don't be scared, 'cause you gon' get served
You get mine, then you gon' get yours
Bout to make your ass love it
Raise it up, show your G-string, hustlin', hustlin'
Attention all y'all players and pimps
Right now in the place to be (shake ya ass)
I thought I told y'all niggas before
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me (watch yourself)
Now this ain't for no small booties
No, sir, 'cause that won't pass (show me what you workin' with)
But if you feel you got the biggest one
Then mama come shake ya ass
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Stop your cryin', heffer, I don't need all that
I got a job for you, the braided up pimp is back
Break them handcuffs, fuck you, nigga, move somethin'
And if they ask you what you doin', say, "Ooh, nothin'"
And we been doin' it past two-somethin'
And I've been beatin that pussy up, now it's smooth fuckin'
You can bet your bottom dollar, if that pussy fire
You gon' holler, "Michael Tyler"
So don't act like you don't be backin' that stuff up
Girl, in the club, 'cause that's what you got ass for
Wobble, wobble, I'm infatuated
Bitch ride a dick like she makin' a baby
And I say that we gon' have to go to a quiet corner for just us two an'
Don't worry about who lookin, just keep on doin' what you doin'
'Cause a nigga like me gon' get to work before I know the girl
Bitch, what's happenin'? Let 'em see, show the world
Attention all y'all players and pimps
Right now in the place to be (shake ya ass)
I thought I told y'all niggas before
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me (watch yourself)
Now this ain't for no small booties
No, sir, 'cause that won't pass (show me what you workin' with)
But if you feel you got the biggest one
Then mama come shake ya ass
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Shake ya ass, but watch yourself
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with
Uh, ooh-wee, good Lord
Damn
Lyrics submitted by catherineks
Shake Ya Ass Lyrics as written by Michael L. Tyler Chad Hugo
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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