Left Right! ft. SlatJaay Lyrics

Okay, left, right

Shake that shit lil' mamas

Okay, left, right

Shake that shit lil' más (go cra)

Left, right, shakin' that butt up and down

With a Petite bitch

Wanna twerk to the nouns

With a petite bitch,

Wanna twerk to the sounds

With a petite bitch, wanna suck on me now

Nigga can't beef with a K-K-Pow, I'ma fuck on this Bitch lil' nigga right now

I'ma fuck on this bitch wit my dick say (ow)

Me & SlatJaay on the board hittin' ollie

Latina bitch bad, and she make me tamales

I'm finna blow up ina dam kamikaze

She play with The balls in a whole 'nother volley

Like damn, I'm goin' up to

The pinnacle nigga yea

Throw up your eye for identical

Dahm, 48 laws know the principle, uh, protect Your IP is digital, uh

Drunkin' the potion invisible, uh

Nigga, your gang is divisible, uh

You cannot fuck is you kiddin', hoe, uh

Her pussy butt hole in the video, uh

Her pussy butt hole in the video, (left right shake That shii lil)

I put a hole though yo body like cheerio (left right Shake that shii lil)

I'm a real killer my nigga like cereal (left right Shake that shii lil)

I put a fuck nigga right in a mural (left right shake that shii lil)

Like dam, Left right shake that shii lil

Left right shake that shii lil

Left right shake that shii lil

Left right shake that shii lil

If you dance I'll dance

Shake that shii lil

And if you don't I'll dance anyway

Shake that shii lil

Give me a chance

Shake that shii lil

Let the fear you have fall away

Shake that shii like a-a-a-a-a-a

Shake that shii like a-a-a-a-a-a

Shake that shii like a-a-a-a-a-a

Shake that shii like a-a

Shake that shii like a-a-a-a-a

Go down, shake that shit

Do a head tap on the dick

Goin' crazy in this bitch, you know how it is

Find a nigga rollin' loud, you know who it is

Hit it once

Then dip, dip, dip, dip

Fuck a young bitch and I'm blowin' her hips

See yo bitch, hit my phone to tap in

That dumb bitch left the pape in the whip

Do a lil' head tap and a spin

Spittin' fire on this mic, you get hit

That dumb bitch tell you tricks are for kids

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Ha—ha—ha—ha

Ha

ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Let the fear you have fall

If you dance, I'll dance

And if you don't, I'll dance anyway

I love when baby go crazy for me

I'm gettin' high and I'm off of the tree

Why you mad at me? Cause I'm countin' our Broccoli

How you niggas gettin' mad if we won't charge a Fee?

Cruisin' in bikini bottom in a

SRT, 80 on a dash, my nigga

While I roll my weed

Know I run up in this bitch

Left her dead and I Bleed the scene

Know that you cannot

Fuck with my fam d!d X TTG

Know that niggas really be hatin', you gotta watch The schemes

Don't lose yo ten million, and go broke cause you Want some bling

Know he stackin' pape, it was red and now he in The green

Tell lil, baby, how about she keep ridin' when I Break the D

You try to box me in, have me stuck in my Thoughts

Now I'm standin' on my ten toes cause I'm the Boss

Wake up to reality

Nothing ever goes as planned in this accursed World

The longer you live, the more you'll realize

That the only things that truly exist in this reality

Are merely pain, suffering, and futility

Listen

Everywhere you look in this world, wherever

There is light

There will always be shadows to be found as well

As long as there is a concept of victors, the Vanquished will also exist

The selfish intent of wanting to preserve peace

Initiates wars

And hatred is born in order to protect love

There are nexuses, causal relationships that Cannot be separated