Shake

Shake, shake, just shake, shake
Just shake, shake, just shake, chica, shake, shake
Shake, shake, just shake, shake
Just shake, shake, just shake, chica, shake, shake

Mentirosa (mentirosa)
Mentirosa (mentirosa)
Mentirosa (mentirosa)
Dale huevo, dale huevo

Up in the club, fuck VIP
P to da I, I to da T
Ying to the Yang, up in this thang
D to da Roc, my nigga, Kaine

Open it cut, pourin' it up
Rollin' it up, holdin' it up
Ain't her ass swollen, or what?
Yes sir, yes sir

Oh, we gon' take it back like thieves and foes
Nasty as I wanna be, that must be too live for your crew
Hoe, get down, get low
I'm crossin' these mamas like Tic-Tac-Toe

Let's ride, let's go
Get loose, get crunk, get drunk, get blown
That's right, let's roll
M-I-A, ATL for sho'

Shake, shake, just shake, shake
Just shake, shake, just shake, chica, shake, shake
Shake, shake, just shake, shake
Just shake, shake, just shake, chica, shake, shake

Mentirosa (mentirosa)
Mentirosa (mentirosa)
Mentirosa (mentirosa)
Dale huevo, dale huevo

That hoe's fine, but, but, but, but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine, but, but, but, but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine, but, but, but, but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine, but, but, but, but this one's a killa

All the lil' mamas, all around the world
Shake that ass if you a nasty girl
"Back That Azz Up," says Juvenile
Show a nigga some titties, like Girls Gone Wild

Take off, strip your clothes, I wanna see you in the nude
You can keep on your high heel shoes
So follow me down to yellow brick road
Where niggas go to see naked hoe's

Shake that shit, bitch
And be off in the club with a hard-ass dick
Then drop like this, bitch
If you wanna make the money, shawty, work that shit

Put a hump in your back and lift it raw
To a three-point stance, with yo' flexible ass
You must be on that Kanye Workout Plan
Like head, shoulders, knees, hoes

Shake, shake, just shake, shake
Just shake, shake, just shake, chica, shake, shake
Shake, shake, just shake, shake
Just shake, shake, just shake, chica, shake, shake

Mentirosa (mentirosa)
Mentirosa (mentirosa)
Mentirosa (mentirosa)
Dale huevo, dale huevo

That hoe's fine, but, but, but, but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine, but, but, but, but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine, but, but, but, but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine, but, but, but, but this one's a killa

Take 'em out n' cruise, take 'em out all dressed
Is the realest true niggas out the ATL
Yeah, we break it down, betta shake a booty, how
And hoes and the girl with the real tight clothes

One time for the gang with the Ying Yang Twins
You already know, we off the reel
Don't tolerate that talkin', bitch you can get to walkin'
Patron is what I'm groaking

The only way that we gon' talk
If yo' breath smells like mine
Girl, I don't give a fuck 'cause you fine
I diss 'em 'fore I kiss 'em, I pack 'em 'fore I stack 'em
So, while we in the club, better get these girls
'Cause, on the streets, ain't no action (aye, yuh!)

Shake, shake, just shake, shake
Just shake, shake, just shake, chica, shake, shake
Shake, shake, just shake, shake
Just shake, shake, just shake, chica, shake, shake

Mentirosa (mentirosa)
Mentirosa (mentirosa)
Mentirosa (mentirosa)
Dale huevo, dale huevo

That hoe's fine, but, but, but, but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine, but, but, but, but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine, but, but, but, but this one's a killa
That hoe's fine, but, but, but, but this one's a killa



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Jackson, Deangelo Holmes, Michael Antoine Crooms, Armando Christian Perez, George Kranz, P Scott
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