Shake It feat. Bory300

歌詞

Hey ladies, drop it down (Grrah) Just wanna see you touch the ground (Grrah, grrah-grrah) Don't be shy, girl, go Bananza (Grrah-grrah) Shake ya' body like a belly dancer (Like, grrah) Oh, we tryna bend on the oppas Bitch, I'm with 300 Jets and some Flockas Like, who hotter? Top shottas Hoodie'd up, dread down like a Rasta I'm Mr. Hang-Out-The-V Tryna flock 'em, pop 'em, drop 'em (That boy—, touch the ground) If we don't got the—, we gon' hop 'em Bory hop out wit' the—, tryna chop 'em (Grrah-grrah, boom) Talk on brodie, we spin for a week Slide with Kay, only spin for V's (Word to my mother) Got a lil' thottie that holdin' my beam Fuck that lil' boy who got left in a V (Rah, Rah) Slide with two chops, it's like thirty in each I been fiendin' and itchin' to catch a YG And if he bunny hop, he get left in the scene (Grrah-grrah) Nesty a bitch, nigga begged on his knees (Grrah) Bitch, it's 300, DOA, blow for the guys I'm on go for the guys, smoke a O with the guys Bitch, I hang out the V with the pole, let it fly They keep dissin' like I ain't get back, don't know why Bitch, I'm GBG, word to your dead, word to mines Talk on Nazzy and Berry, you must wanna die Talk on JayRipk and Dixe but what happened to—? We don't mention that boy who got turned into za' Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it I'm with the Flockas, I bet she get naked Walk with the 'Migos and Henny, no chasin', like Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it I'm with the Flockas, I bet she get naked Shorty, she buggin', she want me to spank it, like Ayy, you on hots? Bitch, I'm on hots too I pull up to your window like drive-thru Come get showered with bullets, no bridal Put a tag on your head, I could buy you (Bah) Like, huh? (Like, huh?), like, what? (Like, what?) None of these bitches is tough (On gang) I'm with the shits and it give me a rush Shorty be lookin', think she got a crush (Oh, yeah) I'm not a steppa', bitch, I'm a stomper All of my opps get mixed with the grabba Broke bitch said she was gon' touch me (Like, what?) She lyin', hakuna matata All the bros know I'm uppin', I'll boom for 'em (Boom) All the opps hope heaven got room for 'em (Grrah) Everything's dead, nothin' is friendly Up in my Prada, up in Balenci' (Grrah-grrah, grrah) Fuck is she thinkin'? Know that I'm sanctioned You crazy? Bitch, I'm retarded ('Tarded) You okay? Somethin' is wrong (Wrong) Try to play me, you know I perform (Grrah-grrah, boom) Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it I'm with the Flockas, I bet she get naked Walk with the 'Migos and Henny, no chasin', like Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it I'm with the Flockas, I bet she get naked Shorty, she buggin', she want me to spank it, like Hey ladies, drop it down Just wanna see you touch the ground Don't be shy, girl, go Bananza Shake ya' body like a belly dancer 殺し合いはやめてくれ