
Shake, Pt. 1 Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Chorus
Like damn, bad bitch tryna get in my pants
She walk in the spot with a brand new bag and I still ain't give her a chance
She sucking this dick with no hands
She loving the way I dance
I'm keeping this gun advanced
Remember them haters and now they a fan, Damn
Niggas duckin' the flex
Upin' the knock beamin' to his chest
Brodie a pop it, flock em till he dead
Paramedics looking for his chest
Niggas duckin' the flex
Upin' the knock beamin' to his chest
Brodie a pop it, flock em till he dead
Paramedics looking for his chest
Shake,Shake,Shake
Shorty a baddie throw it where my face at
She giving me Bop when lay back
Diss on the gang we gon slide in the maybach
I'm tellin' my bitches to rate that
10 outta 10 we gon find where he stay at
I'm tellin' my bitches to rate that
10 outta 10 we gon find where he stay at
Got the gun to his fists
Beat em and drag em when he start to blitz
Feel like a demon when it start to click
She wanted my semon I don't want you bitch
King Of New Jersey all up on the throne
I got my ooters beamin' at ya dome
Leave his ass dead leave him in the stone
If you diss on the gang you ain't coming home
Dance part
Shake,Shake,Shake,Shake
Rock,Rock,Rock,Rock
Shake,Shake,Shake,Shake
Rock,Rock,Rock
Shake,Shake,Shake,Shake
Rock,Rock,Rock,Rock
Shake,Shake,Shake,Shake
Rock,Rock,Rock
Chorus
Like damn, bad bitch tryna get in my pants
She walk in the spot with a brand new bag and I still ain't give her a chance
She sucking this dick with no hands
She loving the way I dance
I'm keeping this gun advanced
Remember them haters and now they a fan, Damn
Bullets gon fly right into his socket
Call up the guys I know they gon pop shit
Totin them chops and we got them rockets
Oh My God it went through his socket
Bullets gon fly right into his socket
Call up the guys I know they gon pop shit
Totin them chops and we got them rockets
Oh My God it went through his socket
This shit is my Era, how come niggas gon take my wave
Dropping K you get put in a sh, ima' pull out the K and i'm letting it spray
Also I need me a brand new bae
The one who love and kiss me all day
Fuck her better than a dildo, that's my bae
Back to the script where i'm letting it spray, Damn
Chorus
Like damn, bad bitch tryna get in my pants
She walk in the spot with a brand new bag and I still ain't give her a chance
She sucking this dick with no hands
She loving the way I dance
I'm keeping this gun advanced
Remember them haters and now they a fan, Damn
Niggas duckin' the flex
Upin' the knock beamin' to his chest
Brodie a pop it, flock em till he dead
Paramedics looking for his chest
Niggas duckin' the flex
Upin' the knock beamin' to his chest
Brodie a pop it, flock em till he dead
Paramedics looking for his chest
Shake,Shake,Shake
Shorty a baddie throw it where my face at
She giving me Bop when lay back
Diss on the gang we gon slide in the maybach
I'm tellin' my bitches to rate that
10 outta 10 we gon find where he stay at
I'm tellin' my bitches to rate that
10 outta 10 we gon find where he stay at
Got the gun to his fists
Beat em and drag em when he start to blitz
Feel like a demon when it start to click
She wanted my semon I don't want you bitch
King Of New Jersey all up on the throne
I got my ooters beamin' at ya dome
Leave his ass dead leave him in the stone
If you diss on the gang you ain't coming home