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Shake It (con Bory300)
Kay Flock, Cardi B, y, Dougie B
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Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Ayy, grrah, grrah
Like, grrah
Oh, we tryna bend on the oppers
Bitch, I'm with 300, Jets, and some Flockas
Like, who hotter? Top shottas
Hoodied up, dread down like a rasta
I'm Mr. Hang-Out-The-V, tryna flock 'em, pop 'em, drop 'em (Trapboy)
If we don't got theโ, we gon' hop 'em
Brodie hop out with theโ, tryna chop 'em (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Talk on bro, then we spin for a week
Slide with Kay, only spin for a V's (Word to my momma)
Got a lil' thottie that hold on my beam
Fuck that lil' boo who got left in the V (Rrah, rrah)
Slide with two chopsticks, like thirty in each
I been fiendin' and itchin' to catch a YG
And if he bunny hop, he get left in
The seat (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Nasty a bitch, nigga begged on his knees
This is 300, DOA, blow for the guys
I'm on go for the guys, smoke a O with the guys
Bitch, I hang out the V with the pole, let it fly
They keep dissin' like I ain't get back, don't know why
Bitch, I'm GBG, word to your dead, word to mines
Talk on Nazzy and Berry, you must wanna die
Talk on JayRip and Dex, but what happened to
We don't mention that boy who got turned to Nazzy
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
I want the Flockas, I bet she get naked
Rock with the 'migos and Henny, no chaser, like
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
I want the Flockas, I bet she get naked
Shorty, she buggin', she want me to spank it, like (Ayy)
You on hots? Bitch, I'm on hots too
I pull up to your window like drive-thru
Come get showered with bullets, no bridal
Put a tag on your head, I could buy you (Baow)
Like, huh? (Like, huh?) Like, what? (Like, what?)
None of these bitches is tough (Okay)
I'm with the shits and it give me a rush
Shorty be lookin', think she got a crush (Okay)
I'm not a stepper, bitch, I'm a stomper
All of my opps get mixed with the grabba
Broke bitch said she was gon' touch me (Like, what?)
She lyin', hakuna matata
All the bros know I up and I boom for 'em (Boom)
All the opps told Heaven got room for 'em
Everything dead, nothing is friendly
Up in my Prada, up in Balenci' (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Fuck is she thinkin'? Know that I'm sanctioned
You crazy? Bitch, I'm retarded (Retarded)
You okay? Somethin' is wrong (Wrong)
Try to play me, you know I perform (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
I want the Flockas, I bet she get naked
Rock with the 'migos and Henny, no chaser, like
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
I want the Flockas, I bet she get naked
Shorty, she buggin', she want me to spank it, like
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