Shake That

Shake that
Shake that
Shake that
Shake shake

Shake that ass if you want
(Bounce bounce)
Shake that ass if you want
Popping that
Shake that ass if you want
(Whoop whoop)
Shake that ass if you want
Dropping that
Shake that ass if you want
(Ooohh this yo favorite song)
Shake that ass if you want
(Someone tell the dj betta keep it on)
Popping that
Shake that ass if you want
(Ooohh see that pretty thong)
Shake that ass if you want
(Go head keep it popping dont see nothing wrong)
Droppin that

Ooohh that thang healthy
They way she throw it back im like ooohh somebody help me
Shake that shake that money maker like ooohh that thang wealthy
All my niggas sayin sheesh I just knew somebody felt me
Cashmere complexion make you wanna spend ya cash
She got cherokee in her i cuh tell by the ass
Angel eyes lavish styles ooohh yea she fine
Keep a house full of dimes she like pinky in her prime
Bartender stripper click
Sauce it up wit the shit
Pound for pound thick for thick
Natural curves a different lick
Niggas simp niggas fein
Everytime she hit the scene
Clear the floor like mr clean
She bout to pop it in them jeans
Less is more take it off
Hit a split show them draws
Sweet as twix meanest boss
Run it up at any cost
She be stunting on her foes
Bend it over touch them toes
(Left, right)
(Left, right)
(Left, right)
Thats how it goes

Shake that ass if you want
(Bounce bounce)
Shake that ass if you want
Popping that
Shake that ass if you want
(Whoop whoop)
Shake that ass if you want
Dropping that
Shake that ass if you want
(Ooohh this yo favorite song)
Shake that ass if you want
(Someone tell the dj betta keep it on)
Popping that
Shake that ass if u want
(Ooohh see that pretty thong)
Shake that ass if you want
(Go head keep it popping dont see nothing wrong)
Droppin that

Tell the dj run it back
Shawty sittin on my lap
She aint tryna hear no trap
A lil this a lil that
Shake and bake go mix the track
If they sayin this dont slap
Mr Marcus fuckin cap
Wrap it up pack it up get em outta here
Shawty dancing over there shake the room wit just a glare
Lowkey it aint fair she like thor wit the thunder clap
(Hold up hold up)
God dam what the fuck is that
That thang moving crazy
Might b my turn to have a lil baby
Ok i gotta play it cool
But when i get behind i act a fool
Let them other niggas drool see my push up game strong
If i get it off the muscle we gon tussle all night long
Im a thot get me lit you cuh sit where my face at
Shake that
Shake that
Shake that
Let me taste that



Credits
Writer(s): Kiante Jackson
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