Shake That
LilJu made this beat
Real fuckin' hot girl shit, bitch
Real fuckin' ratchet shit, bitch
Come in the club and get it clapping and shit, bitch
Yeah, ah
Ayy, ayy, yeah
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Bend it over, touch them toes, huh
Make that booty go, uh
Throw that shit back, uh
Like the tootsie roll, ayy
Bitch, you drunk as fuck, huh
Throw that ass up, ayy
When he get behind it, uh
Fuck his ass up, yeah, ah
Who shake that ass the best? Me
He wanna know how I move on the D
I want a nigga that eat like a Q
Why you with her and she built like a P?
Ride on that dick on my tiptoes
Pussy so good that he hittin' the woah
I'm tryna come put that ass in your face
I got him makin' a mess in his clothes
I got him fallin' in love with me
I got him all in the mall spending
I said, "If I come and give you this ass
Is you gon' know what to do with it?"
I got him fallin' in love with me
I got him all in the mall spending
I said, "If I come and give you this ass
Is you gon' know what to do with it?" Ah
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Bend it over, touch them toes, huh
Make that booty go, uh
Throw that shit back, uh
Like the tootsie roll, ayy
Bitch, you drunk as fuck, huh
Throw that ass up, ayy
When he get behind it, uh
Fuck his ass up, yeah, ah
Bitch, break your back, huh
Make that ass clap, uh
Make him eat it up, hmm
Shake them sugar smacks, ayy
So good, it make him cry, uh
Sweet like patty pie, hmm
You ain't got no money, ugh
Boy don't even try, ayy
Bounce that ass like Tigger, huh
Throw that ass on a rich nigga, mmh
Make him hit it hard, ayy
And make your booty bigger, ayy
Bitch, break your back, huh
Make that ass clap, uh
Make him eat it up, yeah
Shake them sugar smacks, ah
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Bend it over, touch them toes, huh
Make that booty go, uh
Throw that shit back, uh
Like the tootsie roll, ayy
Bitch, you drunk as fuck, huh
Throw that ass up, ayy
When he get behind it, uh
Fuck his ass up, yeah, ah
Real fuckin' hot girl shit, bitch
Real fuckin' ratchet shit, bitch
Come in the club and get it clapping and shit, bitch
Yeah, ah
Ayy, ayy, yeah
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Bend it over, touch them toes, huh
Make that booty go, uh
Throw that shit back, uh
Like the tootsie roll, ayy
Bitch, you drunk as fuck, huh
Throw that ass up, ayy
When he get behind it, uh
Fuck his ass up, yeah, ah
Who shake that ass the best? Me
He wanna know how I move on the D
I want a nigga that eat like a Q
Why you with her and she built like a P?
Ride on that dick on my tiptoes
Pussy so good that he hittin' the woah
I'm tryna come put that ass in your face
I got him makin' a mess in his clothes
I got him fallin' in love with me
I got him all in the mall spending
I said, "If I come and give you this ass
Is you gon' know what to do with it?"
I got him fallin' in love with me
I got him all in the mall spending
I said, "If I come and give you this ass
Is you gon' know what to do with it?" Ah
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Bend it over, touch them toes, huh
Make that booty go, uh
Throw that shit back, uh
Like the tootsie roll, ayy
Bitch, you drunk as fuck, huh
Throw that ass up, ayy
When he get behind it, uh
Fuck his ass up, yeah, ah
Bitch, break your back, huh
Make that ass clap, uh
Make him eat it up, hmm
Shake them sugar smacks, ayy
So good, it make him cry, uh
Sweet like patty pie, hmm
You ain't got no money, ugh
Boy don't even try, ayy
Bounce that ass like Tigger, huh
Throw that ass on a rich nigga, mmh
Make him hit it hard, ayy
And make your booty bigger, ayy
Bitch, break your back, huh
Make that ass clap, uh
Make him eat it up, yeah
Shake them sugar smacks, ah
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, ayy
Bend it over, touch them toes, huh
Make that booty go, uh
Throw that shit back, uh
Like the tootsie roll, ayy
Bitch, you drunk as fuck, huh
Throw that ass up, ayy
When he get behind it, uh
Fuck his ass up, yeah, ah
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Writer(s): Megan J. Pete, Julian Martrel Mason
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