Keke Palmer
Lyricist: Composer:
Move your hips, do your thang
Get off the wall, don't matter what they think
From your fingertips, to your toes
You know you hot, so let everybody know
Gotta take it low, to the floor
From The Hills to the streets of the ghetto
Hips don't lie, so move 'em up
We ain't gon' stop, till we see everybody's bottoms up
("Bottoms up, y'all!")
Miss KeKe P, looking extra glossy
Gotta rep yo' style, lookin' extra flossy
"I'm bossy!" But I keeps it cute
Got my stunner shades on and a tree in my roots
I got the Chi-Town swagga and I rocks it full
"Yes, Mudville!" baby, we don't take no bull
We keep it rockin' when we move our hips
Do that old skool stunt when we make it dip
Move your hips, do your thang
Get off the wall, don't matter what they think
From your fingertips, to your toes
You know you hot, so let everybody know
Gotta take it low, to the floor
From The Hills to the streets of the ghetto
Hips don't lie, so move 'em up
We ain't gon' stop, till we see everybody's bottoms up
("Get your bottom's up!")
Keep it movin', man. Keep it poppin', man
I'm making the rules, Gotta catch me when you can
Might see my face on the movie screen
Hypnotize you, frame by frame, scene by scene
Staying fly while I keep it fresh
Only thirteen- and I ain't even close yet
Sittin' back, saying this a hit
While you swing side to side, and move your hips
You got some swagger? Better let 'em know
You got some swagger, better let it show
Take ya swagga wit ya to the A, and run it back up to the bay
Move your hips, do your thang
Get off the wall, don't matter what they think
From your fingertips, to your toes
You know you hot, so let everybody know
Gotta take it low, to the floor
From The Hills to the streets of the ghetto
Hips don't lie, so move 'em up
We ain't gon' stop, till we see everybody's bottoms up
You got some swagger? Better let 'em know
You got some swagger, better let it show
Take ya swagga wit ya to the A, and run it back up to the bay
"This Miss Keke P, rocin' the M-I-C"