Shake That Shit ft. Marz Drippy Lyrics

(She said she wanna get in the video, I'm like you better shake that shit)

She wanna get in the video

I told her to shake that shit

Leave all that lil shy shit at home

Go bend over and break that shit

She asked how much money I got

Depends how hard you make my dick

Don't ask me how many bullets I shot

Depends how mad you make my stick

I always choose the money over bitches

I can't blow a bag on no hoe

She singing my songs, she shaking dat ass

We got her driving the boat

She not even spending the night in the bnb

Fuck her then she gotta go

She already know I'm the best outta Harlem

She gotta call me the goat

Laid up wit two bitches, and no they not twins

But you know they still look alike

I got 2 switches wanna fuck wit a gangsta

I'm giving her dick tonight

Ice out my wrist in july just to cool me off

We getting money like Lex Luther

All these blue hunnits I'm feeling like superman

Niggas is thinking I'm crip tonight

Couple beams on a couple pipes

With a baby face I still intimidate em

Not catching no opp you niggas is jokes

Stay cappin in raps I swear I hate em

I'm catching the top and sending em home

These bitches be treeshy I'll never date em

Ion really care if it's big or small

I swear I don't be discriminating

Her ankle bracelet be hitting my chain

She like the sound of the jewelry

I hit it once then I pass it to gang

I swear this shit isn't new to me

That's worda Chrissy that it ain't no fooling me

Bitch on my body she always seducing me

Whisper in my ear what she wanna do to me

Fuck out of my face bitch (Look) ain't no you and me

She wanna get in the video told her to shake that shit (Gang, gang, gang)

Shawty said me and Drip is too tuff

She gon pullup and come make shit lit (GLAH)

You need a real bag with a real tag

Need the money come make this shit (UGH)

Telling my real one to pop out

You can call out and come take this shit

Okay, okay

Shawty was all in my face

But mad when I'm giving her space

Its one of those days (Are you dumb?)

I needa pickup the pace

She needa pickup a taste, so come to my place

Chill with the Za, thinking you laced

Gotta come hit the Henny with the chase

I'm with the guys Pull-up with haste

Static gon pop out with the lase (Glah Glah)

Douley gon black son, like eclipse like

Cuz he legit

Brody gon pack some in these clips like

Just hope he don't miss

All of that passion, like you pack guns

But you niggas ain't really with shit (Like, like)

Niggas want action if you lack son

You gon miss and prolly get hit (Ayo)

She wanna get in the video

I told her to shake that shit

Leave all that lil shy shit at home

Go bend over and break that shit (Uh huh)

She asked how much money I got

Depends how hard you make my dick

Don't ask me how many bullets I shot

Depends how mad you make my stick

Glah glah boom! Stupid