Lyrics:
sugar me sweet
Little miss ah innocent sugar me, yeah, yeah
So c'mon, take a bottle, shake it up
Break the bubble, break it up
Pour some sugar on me
she really want this dick
I'm always
Lookin like you can have this shit
Girl tell me what's up
Is you tryna get up
We can makin' something shake
Let me
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
Hey, ladies drop
I said shake that ass slow and drop it low for me
I said shake that ass slow and drop it low for me
I said shake that ass slow and drop it low for me
right in my wallet
You want it baby you got it, I'm loving the way you flaunt it
Like a button that says do not touch I had to push up on it
God damn you
(Welcome To Shake City)
Oh yeah, She clapping down on Shake Street
(Welcome To Shake City)
Oh yeah, She clapping it on Shake Street
Please let me
Shake it
Shake it
Hit the bank
Break it
Break it
Break it
I’m joking
I’m gonna have to make it back
Businessman
Man, I’ve been this man
Open up a page
yea
Shake shake shake shake Shake
You know i like them long hair thick young gals
her pretty brown
skin with the shea butter
her little 2 step
got em
her name on my arm and the rain coming down
I kissed her like it was the first time
I took her down to the railroad tracks
And her red, red lips
La dee da dee won't you come with me to party
We can party til the break of dawn shake it all night long
La dee da dee won't you come with me
That girl wanna give it up (Right there)
That girl wanna give it up (Right there)
That girl wanna give it up (To Pharrell)
That girl wanna give it up
and tonics
Sunglass by Gucci
Never been to Chattahoochee
She may look like New York, Miami, L.A.
But when it comes to lovin' me, she ain't that way
She
shake it
No fake it fake it
Shake it shake it
Whoow
Need a tummy tuck I got yu
Titties up bodie stuff I'll cash yu
Yu no have no man the side
Gonna
here and summer's
Holding like wool
So let it be known, I had to get flown
Unless Mase plays the Vaughan
Mason I'm racing
Up the side, a little
Look it here!
The Motor Booty where you shake your rump
The Motor Booty where you funk
The Motor Booty where you shake your rump
The Motor Booty
throw your hands up in the air
And party harder like you just don't care
Let's do it, don't stop, y'all, a-tick tock, y'all, you don't stop
A-go hotel,
throw your hands up in the air
And party harder like you just don't care
Let's do it, don't stop, y'all, a-tick tock, y'all, you don't stop
A-go hotel,
long enough (long enough)
If you mean just back it up (back it up)
Break it down and roll it up (roll it up)
Still sleep we shake up (shake it up, shake
girl pass you by
Look real close, 'cause strobe lights lie
We about to have a party (Turn the music up)
Let's get it started
(Go 'head, shake your butt)
a catch
Sexy Thick Ambitious
So she a perfect match (Aoww)
Shake it (Uhh)
Shake it
Shake it (Uhh)
Shake it
Shake it (Uhh)
Shake it
Shake it (Uhh)
Arch in
motherfucker..
{*barking*} Turn me up some
{*more barking} Yo
{*barking*}
[Red imitates an old woman]
Ohh shit! Who those motherfuckers comin in here?
it off (Shake)
Get wild (go crazy!)
Dancing by myself in this packed house
Couldn't give a damn if you don't dig these moves
Drop the conversation,
shake it like a cyclone, he be keeping up
Getting lusty in this bitch, he loves what I do
And we bout to get sprung, putting a show on in this room
up on loot
I came in this thang, a little short on change
All I had was a dime, couple rhymes, and my name
Tryin' to get in where I fit, stuck in this
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