"Titanium," Namur nodded, finding the CD and showing her the back with the track listing, underlining the right word with the non-webbed edge of his thumb. "One a the hardest metals. Costs a shit ton, too, so if someone comes at y' with somethin' made a titanium y' know yer gettin' sucked int' the deep. Prob'ly ain't goin' t' be jus' the one person comin' after y'. Catch the drift?"

Unfortunately, there are quite a few songs about shaking butts, so Namur's got no idea which one she's talking about specifically.