Lyrics:
until it's rainin' and stormin'
That fake shit, smile up in your face shit
Get around niggas and always sayin' some hate shit
How you been eatin'?
shake?
It’s unreal the way it quakes...
All the walls are coming down
Shadows crawling from the ground
Cam, Chris, what should I do?
J, I swear I just
body up and down (whoo!)
Make your booty touch the ground (whoo!)
I can't help but wonder why (whoo!)
Is my vibe too vibealacious for you, babe
I
body up and down (whoo!)
Make your booty touch the ground (whoo!)
I can't help but wonder why (whoo!)
Is my vibe too vibealacious for you, babe
I
fucked my heart and art up
Thinking she'd still be around
I'll feel sane when they lay my body deep
And blood seep in the ground
I feel this pain by
all tend to frustrate me
Make me do something they have tried and cannot make me
I'm sorry, what's your name? At this time it seems to escape me
Shake
The windows cracked on the Chevrolet
My cigarettes in the ash tray
The engines off and the radio's, down
So nervous my whole body shakes
The windows cracked on the Chevrolet
My cigarettes in the ash tray
The engines off and the radio's, down
So nervous my whole body shakes
The parking
told on me
He ain't really hold it down, how it's supposed to be
I should've put him in the ground, how it's supposed to be
Bodies tryna get found
the wind and roll ya belly
Break it down to the beat and clicks now, move your body like a locomotion
Move round ya neck and rock ya butt now, drop
the wind and roll ya belly
Break it down to the beat and clicks now, move your body like a locomotion
Move round ya neck and rock ya butt now, drop
money makes her
Her Sliding down pound the ground
Now the floor shake
On the table still holding bottles til my wrist ache
I can see the hate in niggas
Young man, but he got big plans
No way, can’t shake your hand
I can smell your fake from a mile away
Why you trying slow me down, get me off my pace?
your body and your spirit
When you listen to the rhythm (come on)
It's the abstract Will's on the beat
Women all around the globe, the world
You got
your body and your spirit
When you listen to the rhythm (come on)
It's the abstract Will's on the beat
Women all around the globe, the world
You got
they fumbling crowns
They might be above me but they looking down
We making some noise while we shake up the ground
They holding weight and they strapped
head
( oh Yh)
Your feeling quite down
But your still feeling pain
So Your still alive
Your still alive
Your 6 feet underground the ground
But you
meet your beast,
Comin' over and shake your tree,
My body's gonna set you free,
I know and you know it's true,
Move over I'm coming through
It's
meet your beast,
Comin' over and shake your tree,
My body's gonna set you free,
I know and you know it's true,
Move over I'm coming through
It's
niggas machines
I got a couple fine broads looking Scottie with Beam
Your little body looking Ricky with the shotty
With a gang hit sanctioned by a Black
bullseye"
I said "Cool
I got clear sight and my lamp's
On for that full ride" (that full ride)
So go on and take my life
I'mma lay it down where that ground
her guts enough
Now she want another run
I'm on another mission
Off to another city, my rear view steady twitching
These 808s make the ground shake when
A decrepit blue shouts. “Get to your seat!” The little blue tucks his head down and runs up the stairs past all the blues intently staring down to the floor.
Keep hearing that you’re down to ride
What is your position
About for clout but when we’re riding man really go missing
Came from the past to show
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