Lyrics:
yo be loadin trips and sowin
Ya knowin, throw a fancy hover in the drowin
It's kinda pleasin a ray, so baby sit, no thank you heasin
Sneazin, now what
me? (Yeah, yeah)
And if I died, would you kill for me? (Yeah, yeah)
Do you trust in me? (Yeah, yeah)
Are you lovin' me? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah,
“MAKE ME SHAKE”
Lyrics by Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Music and Musical Arrangement by Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Music Produced by Chris Blood
Copyright c 2016
Even if ya haven't
I know you Understand
Apprehension is Apparent
By the way we all not caring
How the cameras keep on rolling
While they shooting down
“MAKE ME SHAKE”
Lyrics by Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Music and Musical Arrangement by Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Music Produced by Chris Blood
Copyright c 2016
the booth
I eat it like baba ghanoush
Right by the lanes and right by the goose
I'm really just still into you
Still missin' my lady, still smokin' like
ever stop
Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test
Y'all racist, stay lovin' incest (fuckin' pussies)
Drive-by, get sprayed with the Windex
'Cause y'all nasty,
the Tre
I'm gettin' money, I'm stuck in my ways
Bitch, you ain't me 'cause I gotta get paid
Niggas be talkin', got shooters like Ray
Slide in
Emantic "EJ" Fitzgerald Bradford Jr. was 21
Jonathan Hart was 21
Terrance Franklin 22
Stephon Clark 22
John Crawford III was 22
Shantel Davis 23
Miles Hall
sand and Ray-bans
White sand and Ray-bans
Drinkin', margaritas by the pool
Dancin' on the beach to a Springsteen tune
Air guitar strummin', girl you got
weighs a ton
Baby, you can't use 'em when this money flowin' fluid
Hennies in the prostitution
See, I buy Birkins so my drive-bys worth it
And I'm gon'
Hmm, you tryna' get some good fame ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna' slang in the rain ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna' save for the Range ain't cha?
Hmm, you
[Intro: Ray Parker Jr.]
If there's something strange
In your neighborhood
Who you gonna call?
Ghostbusters!
If there's something weird
cnd it don't
want you to leave (Swae Lee)
I'm in love with the fantasy
Of you and me in a dream (Of love)
Holding hands standing by the sea
Everyday I don't you want
the night time
Where the kites fly up high
I could reach heights by
The comets and flights to NY
I don't wanna' fight with you in July
I let the sparks fly
No audience but my niggas still clapping
I cut em off just like a fraction
Henn by the gallon
Ray on the gun
Sharpshooter I aint talking bout allen
in the glizzy
And you know I'm sippin', but gon' need another pint by tomorrow
Keep my fingers clean, got pre-rolls, I'm a stoner
They stepped
Eres malo, monte eres para tu (get up, get up, get up, get up)
Get up and do the biz, our style is the wild
Hit you with a spell whether Jew
Eres malo, monte eres para tu (get up, get up, get up, get up)
Get up and do the biz, our style is the wild
Hit you with a spell whether Jew
Well ya never quite forget the first tape you buy
Mine was Naughty By Nature back when OPP was hot
Who'd have thought that I could ever turn out this
You Got Me Now
(Written by Sonny LeMaire, Clay Mills, Thomas Tillman, Jr.)
(SB21 Tunes, Valentine Sky Music)
(BMIASCAP)
(Song UPC # 749350119139)
Featuring Frank McComb
Written by: Mark Simmons, Gregg D. Moore, Zachary Glenn & Bobby Ray Sparks II
SIM SOUNDS 72 (BMI), GREG D. MOORE (BMI),
For real (I can take you all around the world)
Picture me thuggin', picture me lovin' you
Like Bobby love Whitney now picture me fuckin'
Pullin'
Smile Behind The Mask
Written & Produced by Johnnie B. Marshall, Jr.
Verse : Through the latest midnight hour and the darkest sweet and sour
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