"Bootylicious" - Destiny's child

Kelly, Can you handle this?
Michelle, Can you handle this?
Beyoncé, Can you handle this?
I don't think They can handle this

Barely move,
We've arrived
Lookin' sexy,
Lookin' fly
Baddest chick,
Chick inside
DJ, jam tonight
Spotted me a tender thang
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 gone
Dance with me tonight
You gotta work your jelly
If you gone
Dance with me tonight
Read my lips carefully
If you like what you see
Move, groove, prove
You can hang with me
By the looks I got you
Shook up and scared of me
Hook up your seatbelt,
It's time for takeoff

Chorus:
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this jelly
I don't think you ready for this
'Cause my body too bootylicious for ya babe

Chorus

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
Lead my hips,
Slap my thighs
Swing my hair,
Square my eyes
Lookin' hot,
Smellin' good
Groovin' like
I'm from the hood
Look over my shoulder,
I blow you a kiss
Can you handle,
Handle this

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Move your body up and down (Whoo)
Make your booty touch the ground (Whoo)
I can't help but wonder why (Whoo)
Is my vibe too vibealacious for you, babe

I shake my jelly at every chance
When I whip
With my hips you
Slip into a trance
I'm hoping you can
Handle all this jelly
That I have
Now let's cut a rug
While we scat some jazz

Scatting

Chorus