Lyrics:
as a peacock
Bars is hot, beats is pumpin' like a ? box
[Chorus]
Shake it baby shake it
If you a real O.G. put your hands in the air with me, c'mon
Shake
better to be thought dumb and remain silent
Then to open your mouth and remove all doubt 'cause it became violent
See I'm gonna give it to you straight
better to be thought dumb and remain silent
Then to open your mouth and remove all doubt 'cause it became violent
See I'm gonna give it to you straight
I can't lie I want you to myself, oh I want you baby
cnd the way I feel it doesn't help, girl you drive me crazy
cll these nights I'm spending by
don't know how it happened
Drop a car but you can't post it, 'cause you don't wanna get caught lackin'
They told me money would fix everythin' (they
then but you know me now
Remember back then it was Who’s that kid
Now they all saying that I knew that kid
Wait I don’t play dat shit
Bro step out in
Yeah
You feel me
I gotta figure out sum adlibs or sum shit you feel me?
Uh
It's tay innis bitch shorty
290 west side
They counted me out but I
back
You on the right track
Go on and shake a little sum
You feel it don't fight that
Let the rhythm hit you
Up in this bitch
Turnt up
Like it's the last
back time
But maybe I'm losing track
Baby it's all facts
Of course I want you back
Wishing I could turn back time
But maybe I'm losing track
Oh oh oh
One, one two
Check me out right here, yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever (you can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's
One, one two
Check me out right here, yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever (you can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's
as an ice
Pack
You're lovin' everything when I think of a new track
I keep my rhyme flowin', notice it's right on time
And separate the wax and keep my
you won't needa fuckin' thing
(A fuckin thing, a fuckin thing)
If we call on each other than we got it by any means
(By any means)
It's the fam it ain't
on the track to change the way I'm living
Call me antisocial by all my decisions
When it comes down to it they don't really get it
You spilling
All of your
heart
Fuck that fame that’s not what I want
Paint my tombstone like its art
I just wanna lay by the gates in the forest
Take away all the pain but don’t
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
on the body of a real woman
And that's bae, tell by how you looking you ain't even bout to play
And I ain't playing either get them panties out the way
Baby
that sometimes, the shit ridiculous
One hand in the air, if he don't really care
Middle finger in the air, if you don't really care
It's like that
New whip uh
Too fast yeah
Stunting on the track
Diamonds on me yeah they flash yeah
Two clips
They gon do the dash
They be running like its track
Virgil
You could tell by the laces oh yeah
Wick, gotta face it
Told the bitch leavе, but the bitch don't
You ever had a pound
But ain't whеre to place it
everyday just to clear your thoughts
Still outside doesn't matter if it's cold
I know baby I know
You didn't believe in us
You tried something else
I know
and broken hearts, that's all we're leaving behind.
It doesn't matter what we lose, it only matters what we're going to find.
Tyre tracks and broken hearts,
Ayy, uh
I'm in a Jeep, but it's a Track'
Lookin' for lean, she call it crack
My baby lean, walk on my back
Find a way to leave me
By myself,
Maroney?
Do you know how to twist? Well, it goes like this, it goes like this
Baby mash potato
Do the alligator, do the alligator
And you twist
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