Body Funk - Purple Disco Machine & Sophie and the Giants

Oh, you can shake it to the East You can shake it to the West You can shake it the way that express you the best But remember, when action is overheard One picture is worth a thousand words Body language And I heard that Body language Talkin', ain't sayin' a word Picture ain't gettin' it heard Body language Body language Talk to me Just when you find you'd lend an ear You find, it took your eyes to make it clear What it is her mouth was trying to say Oh, when the words got in the way Talk to me Just rappin' (Now picture this) Talk to me Just rappin' (Talkin', ain't sayin' a word) Talk to me Just rappin' Talkin', ain't sayin' a word Picture ain't gettin' it heard Wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo Wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo Wow, wow, wow Body language Body language Body language Talkin', ain't sayin' a word Body language Picture ain't gettin' it heard Talk to me Talk to me Talk to me Just rappin' Talk to me Talkin', ain't sayin' a word (Talkin', ain't sayin' a word) Picture ain't gettin' it heard (Picture ain't gettin' it heard) Sing it and shout, tell me what it's all about Talkin' out loud and ain't sayin' a word Please don't let me be mis-overheard Body language Talk to me Body language Rap to me Body language Speak to me Body language Slave to me In body language Talkin', ain't sayin' a word Baby, won't you speak to me? Talk to me in body language, girl (Talkin', ain't sayin' a word) Talkin', ain't sayin' a word Sing it and shout, tell me what it's all about Talkin' out loud and ain't sayin' a word Please don't let me be mis-overheard Talkin', ain't sayin' a word Pictures ain't gettin' it heard Just when you thought you had made it clear You find it, took your eyes to make 'em hear What it was, your mouth was tryin' to say Oh, when the words got in the way Baby, won't ya speak to me? Talk to me (Talk) In body language (Oh) Rap to me (Rap on me) In body language (The way you move your sexy body) Speak to me (Speakin') In body language (Oh, ho, ho) Talkin', ain't sayin' a word (And the picture's not gettin' it heard) You can shake it to the east, oh, ho, ho Or you can shake it to the west (Woo, oh) The one who funks you the best (Woo, oh, aiii) Just rappin' Just rappin' Talkin', ain't sayin' a word Picture ain't gettin' it heard Talk to me in body language (Lay it on me) Rap to me in body language (Why don't ya speak to me?) Speak to me in body language Talkin', ain't sayin' a word Talk to me in body language (Speak) Rap to me in body language (Why don't ya speak to me?) Speak to me in body language Talkin', ain't sayin' a word

The Mack No man all bitches are the same, just like my hoes, you know I keep em broke Wake up one morning with some money they're subject to go crazy you know? I keep em lookin good, pretty and all that You know, but no dough When I get a bitch, I got a bitch (right on) Word up, that motherfuckin brother wise YouknowhatI'msayin? Teachin the uncivilized Yeah, runnin the streets, know it's deep Word up, check his technique, yeah I be Ghostface Flippin the, marvelous track Yeah You know the steelo, but yo, yo Check the bangin sounds that I invent Fake niggaz who tried to flex hard came and went They couldn't match up with the fly nigga Wit his back against the wall Heads clapped once I came in the door I played the speaker, sippin on Kahlua Saw this bad bitch wit a switch And yo, I had to step to her in a manner And rather wished the current was warm When I had reached her, I looked and knew the shit was on Peace, excuse me, allow toduce myself Yo, I'm the man, and Honey, you've been rated top shelf Yo, what's your name hon, hair wrapped up in a bun Your eyes sparkle, just like glass in the sun Never diss em, it's hard for a nigga just to miss em Especially, when you're browsin, goin fishin Your wasteline, bangin like a bassline Physical form is well complexed And yo, I love your outline, Boo Your whole body is wild, wit your rugged profile Enough to make a hard rock smile You can't strikeout, tell me what can really go wrong You rockin' labels - Tommy Hil down to Claiborne Show me some love hon, show me some love boo Show me the vibe and I'll be more than glad to shoot it through Aiyyo peep it, I know you love Victoria's Secret And lovin' all the marvelous slang on how I freak it Plus, see you're the type to make a nigga crash Far from trash, your flesh is way softer than a baby's ass Your body lotion is the potion, the shit got me open like dust And yo, your stee is high potent, yo We can go the distance, I put you under wings From this convo we can spark and see whatever brings I walked a hot Arabian desert, barefooted I grabbed your hand, you grabbed my joint and knew where to put it Word up, yo, straight up and down yo Check the joint, baby It be the Wu-Tang production Yeah, yeah, and all types of shit And brothas catchin repercussions Yo, straight up