Shake It
Shake it, pretty things
Show me what ya'll mean to me
I said shake it, pretty things
Show me what ya'll mean to me
You and me
Her on you, sounds fucking good to me
So why don't ya'll buy me a drink
Let's see where this leads
Oh dear Lord, I got two babes in my bed
Yarb! First things first
You know we starting with head
Next thing I know, these vixens want to tie me down
Zipped tied to my headboard, it's going down!
And they said, "Stoopid mother fucker now we got you, right where we want you yea
Looks like we got you
Right where we want you
Yea"
They started snooping around
They found my stash when they shook me down
Look, I ain't proud
They took my shit and fucking left me bound
So, I started hollering at the neighbors
K'mon
But here was the problem
The problem is they don't like me anyway
And it took two goddamn days
I said took two goddamn days for my homeboys to find me
Because I said shake it
Like a salt shaker
Shake what your mama gave you
Shake it to the window
To the wall
To the sweat drop down my balls
Shake it
Shake it
Shake it
Shake it, pretty things
Show me what ya'll mean to me
I said shake it, pretty things
Show me what ya'll mean to me
Show me what ya'll mean to me
I said shake it, pretty things
Show me what ya'll mean to me
You and me
Her on you, sounds fucking good to me
So why don't ya'll buy me a drink
Let's see where this leads
Oh dear Lord, I got two babes in my bed
Yarb! First things first
You know we starting with head
Next thing I know, these vixens want to tie me down
Zipped tied to my headboard, it's going down!
And they said, "Stoopid mother fucker now we got you, right where we want you yea
Looks like we got you
Right where we want you
Yea"
They started snooping around
They found my stash when they shook me down
Look, I ain't proud
They took my shit and fucking left me bound
So, I started hollering at the neighbors
K'mon
But here was the problem
The problem is they don't like me anyway
And it took two goddamn days
I said took two goddamn days for my homeboys to find me
Because I said shake it
Like a salt shaker
Shake what your mama gave you
Shake it to the window
To the wall
To the sweat drop down my balls
Shake it
Shake it
Shake it
Shake it, pretty things
Show me what ya'll mean to me
I said shake it, pretty things
Show me what ya'll mean to me
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Writer(s): Thomas Paniszczyn
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