Shake Hips ft. Chloe Sawall Lyrics

Put you in a Lambo, Rari, sipping on Bacardi

Someone go get Sarah, she's tripping off the molly

I got me a bad bitch, she's so fuckin gnarly

I get too turnt, bae, I'm the life of the party

Louis, Fendi, asked how much I'm spending

I told her don't worry, just don't start acting friendly

Smoking on my new shit, she said this is deadly

She love when I sing to her, so I wrote her a medley

Got you ten thousand roses, Valentino on your clothes and

Louis for your wallet and purse to keep the pole in and

Baby, I think that I'm losing my control and

I got you all that, while your girls man was dozing

I do it for your smile, I do it for your laugh

I do it for the times that we dreamed this what we'd have

But baby I don't want to go to therapy or rehab

'Cause I love when

She shake hips when the bass hits

Bad bitch, she not basic

Savage, with the laced hips

She a little crazy

Savage mothafucka

She got lots of baggage

Bad bitch, she my lover

I spoil my baby

She shake hips when the bass hits

Bad bitch, she not basic

Savage, with the laced hips

She a little crazy

Savage mothafucka

She got lots of baggage

Bad bitch, she my lover

I spoil my baby

So I've been hearing all the things that you been sayin bout me

Like how I'm different from all other girls and drive you crazy

I'm just being honest

I don't want you now and I never will baby

'Cause Miss Independent right here don't worry bout men and who wants to date me

See I'm not thinking bout a man who's gonna treat me right

'Cause you could never catch me slipping being called a wife

Respectfully, don't even try to waste your time

Because a bad bitch must continue living bad bitch life

I'm just too important

I got my own money, I got my own bands

And I think you're boring, and so do my friends

Like god I'm so gorgeous

My face and my legs and my hips I'm like damn

So boy you're not scoring me, honestly

He got me ten thousand roses, Valentino on my clothes and

Louis for my wallet, but I could afford it

And baby you should probably go to therapy and rehab

But he love when I

Shake hips when the bass hits

Bad bitch, she not basic

Savage, with the laced hips

She a little crazy

Savage mothafucka

She got lots of baggage

Bad bitch, she my lover

I spoil my baby