SHAKE UP Lyrics

Yeah, they want me to move something

Yeah to make shit shake, ha

Yeah to make shit shake, ha

I had made this shit shake up

I had made this shit shake up

Shake

I gotta get to the cake

I gotta get to the guap-anise

I gotta make me a plate

Cause I been craving the broccoli

Yeah

These niggas getting me pissed off

Yeah

I need my pockets on Rick Ross

No you ain't part of the plan

Cause you ain't my brother and you ain't my friend

Talking that shit once again

We sending missals that came from Japan

Roman Noodles all we had to eat

Told my brother can you pass the beans

Fully loaded yeah we packed the heat

Father taught me how to move in these streets

Room full of tigers it ain't for the weak

I had to grind in these streets

I had to grind without hitting a peak

I had to slow down on smoking on weed

I had to make that change for me

Save that pack start selling the weed

Called up RS7

I'm bouta pop this straight to heaven

Me and my brothers forever

I seen Stranger Things, Eleven

Shawty she hit my phone said she relapsed, I hope she better

Talking to God I thank you for blessings

Double 0, we move tac pull my weapon

I had to give these boys a little lesson

Yeah, they want me to move something

Yeah to make shit shake, ha

Yeah to make shit shake, ha

I had made this shit shake up

I had made this shit shake up

Shake

I gotta get to the cake

I gotta get to the guap-anise

I gotta make me a plate

Cause I been craving the broccoli

Yeah

These niggas getting me pissed off

Yeah

I need my pockets on Rick Ross