Shake It Off

Shake, shake, and mix it to me
Shake, shake, and mix it to me
Shake, shake, and mix it to me
Shake, shake, and mix it to me
Shake, shake, and mix it to me
Shake, shake, and mix it to
Shake, shake, and mix it to me

You can't shake me, but I'll stir
Pet the kitty, I will purr
Put me in your nicest fur
And call me your lady bird
I'll go down, I'm on all fours
Take what's mine, I'll take what's yours
Take me to your favorite stores
Twenty-four, not keeping score

Yeah, I just wanna roll dice
Take a chance, not think twice
Love is blind like three mice
Bowling pin, win a strike
Every time you need a hand
I'll be your little soda can

Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me

Shake me like maracas
Won't be a sussy baka
Pizzeria, call me Papa
Red sauce on my tatas
Shake me up and down
Salt and pepper make me drown
Pour it all inside my mouth
And you'll hear my werewolf howl (Owoo)

Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake

Every time you need a hand
I'll be your little soda can

Shake, shake, and mix it to me
Shake, shake, and mix it to me
Shake, shake, and mix it to me
Shake, shake, and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me
Shake (Shake), shake (Shake), and mix it to me

If I burn your tongue, would you still lick my perfume?
Show me you're my ride or die from the womb until the tomb
If I hand a spoon or two, would you still lick all the wounds?
Pour it slow and bake it too, pour it slow and bake it too
If I burn your tongue, would you still lick my perfume?
Show me you're my ride or die from the womb until the tomb
If I hand a spoon or two, would you still lick all the wounds?
Pour it slow and bake it too, pour it slow and bake it too



Credits
Writer(s): Fernando Martins Junior, Justin Abisror
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