shake it

She is shakin' for a thug, nigga, shakin' for the crew

She is shakin' for a bald man and shakin' for a blue

Every nigga neck break when them hips start movin

All them hoes start freakin' when they pop a burger too

Yeah, she knows she a bad bitch, she knows she get moved

Everybody gettin' fucked up, cause ain't it make you rude

And we off that Taylor Floyd, that's that shit that make you puke

When your head is right here, move your body real smooth

We live that independent, only God can tell us what to do

Special racks at the club, special racks at the zoo