Bootylicious (Ed Case Refix) Songtext
von Destiny’s Child
Bootylicious (Ed Case Refix) Songtext
She′s slippin' into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
She's slippin′ into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don′t think you can handle this
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don't think you can handle this
She′s slippin' into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
There you are, we arrived
Lookin' sexy, lookin′ fly
The baddest chick, chick in sight
DJ, jam tonight
In spite of me, I didn′t think
There you are, come on, baby
Don't you wanna dance with me?
Can you handle, handle me?
You gotta do much better
If you wanna dance with me tonight
You gotta work your jelly
If you wanna dance with me tonight
Read my lips carefully, if you like what you see
Move across the room and get angry with me
By the looks, I got you shook up and scared of me
Come on, get these pelvises, now it′s your turn, oh
I don't think you′re ready for this jelly
I don't think you′re ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this
My body too bootylicious for ya, babe
I don′t think you′re ready for this jelly
I don't think you′re ready for this jelly
I don't think you′re ready for this
My body too bootylicious for ya, babe
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don't think you can handle this
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don′t think you can handle this
I'm about to break you off
H-Town, goin' hard
Peep my hips, slap my thighs
Swing my hair, squint my eyes
Lookin′ hot, smellin′ good
Groovin' like I′m from the hood
Look over my shoulder, I'll blow your ears
Can you handle, handle this?
I don′t think you're ready for this jelly
I don′t think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you′re ready for this
My body too bootylicious for ya, babe
I don′t think you're ready for this jelly
I don′t think you're ready for this jelly
I don′t think you're ready for this
My body too bootylicious for ya, babe
Move your body up and down
Make your booty touch the ground
I can′t help but wonder why
My body too vibratious for ya, babe
I shake my jelly at every chance
When I whip my hips, you slip into a trance
I'm hopin' you can handle all this jelly that I have
Now let′s cut a rug while we discuss some jazz
Pa-pa, let down the deck
Pa-pa, let down the deck
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don′t think you can handle this
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don't think you can handle this
She′s slippin' into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
She's slippin′ into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
She's slippin′ into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don′t think you can handle this
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don't think you can handle this
She′s slippin' into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
There you are, we arrived
Lookin' sexy, lookin′ fly
The baddest chick, chick in sight
DJ, jam tonight
In spite of me, I didn′t think
There you are, come on, baby
Don't you wanna dance with me?
Can you handle, handle me?
You gotta do much better
If you wanna dance with me tonight
You gotta work your jelly
If you wanna dance with me tonight
Read my lips carefully, if you like what you see
Move across the room and get angry with me
By the looks, I got you shook up and scared of me
Come on, get these pelvises, now it′s your turn, oh
I don't think you′re ready for this jelly
I don't think you′re ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this
My body too bootylicious for ya, babe
I don′t think you′re ready for this jelly
I don't think you′re ready for this jelly
I don't think you′re ready for this
My body too bootylicious for ya, babe
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don't think you can handle this
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don′t think you can handle this
I'm about to break you off
H-Town, goin' hard
Peep my hips, slap my thighs
Swing my hair, squint my eyes
Lookin′ hot, smellin′ good
Groovin' like I′m from the hood
Look over my shoulder, I'll blow your ears
Can you handle, handle this?
I don′t think you're ready for this jelly
I don′t think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you′re ready for this
My body too bootylicious for ya, babe
I don′t think you're ready for this jelly
I don′t think you're ready for this jelly
I don′t think you're ready for this
My body too bootylicious for ya, babe
Move your body up and down
Make your booty touch the ground
I can′t help but wonder why
My body too vibratious for ya, babe
I shake my jelly at every chance
When I whip my hips, you slip into a trance
I'm hopin' you can handle all this jelly that I have
Now let′s cut a rug while we discuss some jazz
Pa-pa, let down the deck
Pa-pa, let down the deck
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don′t think you can handle this
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don't think you can handle this
She′s slippin' into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
She's slippin′ into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
She′s slippin' into a trance
Writer(s): Beyonce Gisselle Knowles, Stephanie Nicks, Falonte D. Moore, Robert D. Fusari Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
