$hake it
Bounce it uh
Make it hit the floor
Love the way she twerk it
Make me throw this dough
Know that you gone take it
Begginggin' me for more
Love when you get naked
Put it down your throat
And I tell her
Shake it uh, shake it uh, shake it uh
And I tell her
Shake it uh, shake it uh, shake it uh
And I tell her
Shake it uh, shake it uh, shake it uh, shake it
She ain't shakin it unless it's bout a bankroll
Pull yo tracks out
This the smackdown
She gone let me beat it up cause I get racks now
She say I'm the only reason that it's fat now
She say boy you must be Ike cause that dick give her that crack smile
She gone make it whistle oou
I got all these pistols yea
Tell her bring a Friend or two justo in the middle yea
She like baby it's just me and you know I got my stick in here
She like oh bae this look cute I don't give a fuck bout what you wear
Bounce it uh
Make it hit the floor
Love the way she twerk it
Make me throw this dough
Know that you gone take it
Beggin me for more
Love when you get naked
Put it down your throat
And I tell her
Shake it uh, shake it uh, shake it uh
And I tell her
Shake it uh, shake it uh, shake it uh
And I tell her
Shake it uh, shake it uh, shake it uh shake it
She ain't shakin it unless it's bout a bankroll
Pull yo tracks out
This the smackdown
She gone let me beat it up cause I get racks now
She say I'm the only reason that it's fat now
She say boy you must be Ike cause that dick give her that crack smile
Make it hit the floor
Love the way she twerk it
Make me throw this dough
Know that you gone take it
Begginggin' me for more
Love when you get naked
Put it down your throat
And I tell her
Shake it uh, shake it uh, shake it uh
And I tell her
Shake it uh, shake it uh, shake it uh
And I tell her
Shake it uh, shake it uh, shake it uh, shake it
She ain't shakin it unless it's bout a bankroll
Pull yo tracks out
This the smackdown
She gone let me beat it up cause I get racks now
She say I'm the only reason that it's fat now
She say boy you must be Ike cause that dick give her that crack smile
She gone make it whistle oou
I got all these pistols yea
Tell her bring a Friend or two justo in the middle yea
She like baby it's just me and you know I got my stick in here
She like oh bae this look cute I don't give a fuck bout what you wear
Bounce it uh
Make it hit the floor
Love the way she twerk it
Make me throw this dough
Know that you gone take it
Beggin me for more
Love when you get naked
Put it down your throat
And I tell her
Shake it uh, shake it uh, shake it uh
And I tell her
Shake it uh, shake it uh, shake it uh
And I tell her
Shake it uh, shake it uh, shake it uh shake it
She ain't shakin it unless it's bout a bankroll
Pull yo tracks out
This the smackdown
She gone let me beat it up cause I get racks now
She say I'm the only reason that it's fat now
She say boy you must be Ike cause that dick give her that crack smile
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Writer(s): Justice Stanley
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