Lyrics:
gettin' stomped by the marching band
Keep 'em shook like spray cans (it's so hot)
It's so hot it'll make your face tan (ooh)
Ace ban rap, the place,
, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake it's in your hand
You better right when you try to play
"Bla bla bla bla bla"
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
acts sweet
But she shakes by the saucepan
Once she gets in
Bougie thang wants the dollars
Make it sound real juicy
Never speak the good
Never seek
Dream chase I’m a grab it ouu
Flow icey like a patek ouu
Gym date with a baddie mhm
Your punchline was a love tap
I’m Ali jab with the static ouu
Killing
on the black top
(Park it - Park it)
Shake it at your teachers!
(Ms. Malakouti?! nah nah nah nah
Psst, Jessie, wake up!
MS. MALAKOUTI?!
Huh?
Oh, PRESENT!)
that he had a dream
My president is black, my Lambo's blue
And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too
My momma ain't at home and daddy still in jail
Tryna
your boss, boss
I'm sorry for your loss
Now shake, now shake
Like it didn't ache
No shake, now shake
All that cake
Now shake, now shake
Let me bite that
Too white for the blacks
Too black for the white kids
They thinking that I'm soft
Cause they see that I'm lighskin
Expected some Ebonics
When they
honor, I know
The world is ruled by some devilish men
They try to steals your pride and joy
They make you hate your skin
Cops killing us with no
Will be defiled by the ones who supposed to be your brothers and love you till the day you’re gone
So put your words to your throat and keep your hands
Stuck on Satisfaction
Step out of a dream and
Ghost of a radio
See that girl dancin
Like to shake her hips
To the new sound
Of the apocalypse
Oh yeah
the house
My nigga Buck, my clique niggaz
My murder by number niggaz
My nigga black, 0-1 you know
My new nigga life...what's happenin?
Yeah
Bout the let
with a dusk till dawn
In the love of my life, love of my life
All of my mind, all of the time
Just shake your ass, just shake it
Just shake your ass,
like whiskey or gin
And all your favorite days roll by
Like a series of dry dreams
Like films in the sky
You fade to black and then fade back in
Is it
face, smell your perfume
So in a dream state, wander back inside again
Glance up at the clock, forget the time and then
Suddenly it fades to black and I'm
a wheelchair
Uh huh
My nigga Yoska
On the boards
This the real spill
Talk to them dun
You remind me of the times when I never lacked on myself
I know your
Black don't crack, my age trapped where your spine is (fasho)
Backwards, black been dope before the trappers (yup)
Down to the roots before Cicley was
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
with
If you scared, by dog, release the four by fours
I heard the fagot-ass Don died, and he shit in his drawers
On the streets, black; good like
necklace with the diamonds
She'll turn to Spider-Woman if I bite her
I will not go back and forth with you
I see you got the black widow with you
You
hand
You wanna run up in clubs, gettin' rubbed on
Niggas pull your hair, shake your fat rear, get your fuck on
Followin' week, you back there, but
Now, Chris Rock, where you at?
I heard you say some shit about some blacks,
Nigga, this been your ass back.
Come see the real deal.
Stay in
black or white
Ooh, ooh
Yea, yea, yea now
Ooh, ooh
Yea, yea, yea now
It's black, it's white
It's tough for them to get by
It's black, it's
Yeah, yeah
Check it out, y'all
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon,
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