Lyrics:
on the track you know whats up (Come on)
Hey mami pump it up
Shake it baby let it drop (Come on)
Hey mami pump it up
West Side Homies on the track you know whats
U Ain't Kno Gizzle Da Hottest
Lemme See Ya Work Ya Body Girl Shake Dat Ass I Ain't
Mike Tyson I Ain't Gone Take Dat Ass But I'll Break
Dat Ass Off
baddest man you ever saw
Money maker earthquake the man who gets the party shake
Bad bad super bad never sad always glad
Not a day you find I'm mad,
So you dont
Get by
Cause you
Aint real
With yo
Self
Now
Dats
Pathetic
Look at
You
You a fool
Shake my
Head
Im real
What you
See
Is
What you
Get
I get
glocks then we'll spray
[Chorus: x4]
Shake that ass ho
Make that cash ho
Hoes like to fuck ya, then call ya baby
Then drive ya crazy, ho you can
the boom shot
Hit you with the lyrical bash, so won't last
Rudebwoy check your stash, caught the cash
And if you don't like dat
Somebody gettin bitch-slapped
still my baby
Several watches later, I still rock a Rollie (rock a Rollie)
I'm prayin' for the dead, I'm praying for my homies (rest in peace)
I sleep
break I can't wait
To see you in them high heels, making the track shake
I stack weights, so you know money ain't a thang though
It's Baby Bash
tap out
Gotta Make sumn shake
Chase stacks (Make sumn shake)
Chase racks (Make sumn shake)
Ain’t no time to relax (Make Sumn Shake)
Nah baby that some
me
Don't gotta blast for me
Baby i ball and get cash like an athlete
Dont play by the rules cause they say it's no touching
I'm grabbing her ass
maar dat je het weet
Al die hoeren en al die ho's
Fock de starfuckers en de golddiggers ook
In de gymie en je kijkt naar mij
Een jaar geleden had je
Yeah they like bash ho acting up give her slash
Went through my stash she like to party shaking her ass
If we just party and bullshit we'll be last
Go
fresh! Fresh!
最高な smileで shake! Shake!
Life is just 編集はできない
One cut, baby
Uh, let's get it on, hey, hey, verse two
打ちまくれ bang! Bang!
Now my baby
clown
Fucking my friends ain't healthy
Cuz I grab you by the face and fuck you up
And it's like that bitch that's the way it is
I'm allowed to fuck, ho
pussy ho, shake that ass
You're like the 84 but rich
Cause it's sittin on glass
Ain't nothin happenin but tricks gettin broke
Fucked a lot of politicians
[Chorus 4x]
Shake that ass ho
Make that cash ho
[Verse Two]
Hoes like to fuck ya, then call ya baby
Then drive ya crazy, ho you can save me
Save all that
drop by
Say she love
Da diamonds
In my wrist watch
Stop playing
Gone
Let me
Get dat
Ima break you off
Like a Kit Kat
Ain’t talking money
Then get
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
youngsters
Who gon shake some how the fuck you say you
Trappin’ but ain’t make none?
I made a bag off this
Rappin’ who gon take some?
Baby Joe yeah that’s my
sure look sweet
Fine young lady standin' by
Come on baby, sweet eye delight
Come here girl
You look so sweet when you're movin' to the beat
I'm
wineny wineny)
Shake Dat booty to di drums and di bass
Burn sweats get ya body in shape
Just Rock Salsa zumba(Wineny Wineny wineny wineny)(again)
Dance
I can flip that flow, I can stick that ho
I can get that dough, you know I'm with that, yo (oh)
Ain't a thing about this shit I can't do or haven't
I can flip that flow, I can stick that ho
I can get that dough, you know I'm with that, yo (oh)
Ain't a thing about this shit I can't do or haven't
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