Lyrics:
the butt? (Hell yeah)
Tell 'em to shake it (Shake it) Shake it (Shake it)
Shake that healthy butt
Baby got back (L.A. fits with the Oakland booty)
Baby
I stick out my little hand
To ev'ry woman, kid and man
And I shake it up and down, howjido, howjido
Yes, I shake it up and down, howjido
Howdy
know I'm on that Megan shit
One leg up gone drop it down to a split
Show these hoes how a bad bitch killing it
I love to shake it baby yeah I'm talking
i'm swinging like im Rocky
Knockout wake up I pop out
Prada leather all black rock out
Hair long don't care bitches stare
Play it cool i'm well aware
here we bump a little Strait
Make a acre shake
Roll up and get a Backwood blazing
Honey so thick it make a weekend slower
Beer is better on a John
the jet, I was in Philly n***a
You know it's on when we link up in the city n***a
All these Tampa Baes, ass and titties n***a
Clean house, still fuckin with
red Rum! (x4)
[Project Pat]
A .44 bullet shell took my niggas life
Triggers pulled by some young niggas on that white
He used to fuck with them boys
down cake by the pound
Having em going crazy when they hear that clapping sound
Calling all the bad bitches in the fucking town
Finna act up cause you
the time
Step by step
Easy and slow
On the stairway to heaven
What a way to go
Stand up
Stand up
Kick love into motion
Take a little love and shake it all
I ain't paying you nigga
Bitch fuck your flag what you saying lil nigga
Red dot red dot lil boy get into it
Head shot head shot lil nigga just use it
I just got paid
Imma make it rain
I came to live it up
Pour a little more Henney in my cup
I been Up All Night
Imma be alright
Grind to the beat
Baby
it
Put the beat up
Let me dance like i'm fly
****
One and one and
Jump on it, we're in it
Two and two and
Jump on it, we're in it
Put the beat up
Let
face down
Hoodie gang strong like Trayvon
Gun by the window like Detroit Red
Bring that shit by the neck of my woods
And bet a nigga ass end up dead
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
“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
“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
rocking is for everybody
No matter who you are or what you believe
It doesn't take a single thing
Now get up and rock that tree!
We're going to rock, rock,
and don't cry
(I, I, I, don't want you to see me cry)
Pass the weed lemme take it to the head
Hope the smoke turn my eyes red
My eyes red cause
(I, I, I,
it's gangbangin
Chorus:
Red rag blue rag, watchin niggaz sag
44 mag, throwin up flags
If you Bout it what you claimin, fuck what you
You see, I don't even know little mama by her real name
She don't even know how much money she done made
Make that Dollar Tree shake
Make that Dollar
back when you shake it like that girl
Shorty, say what's your price
Just to back it up
You can hold my ice
Now let's say you owe, owe, owe
Yeah owe
spoil
Slather it on spinach or rub it upon romaine
By the time that we finish I just might make you insane
Open up the bottle and go drizzle drizzle
it's okay, Red Lobster for dinner, yo
I know it's your favorite, try to cheer you up a little
Til a week goes by and now my curiosity is tickled
Til you
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