SHAKIN IT Lyrics
Stuck Inside The Clutch
It’s Chill To The Touch
Never Liked Enough
Now You Wanna Let Go
B!tches Be Hatin For Nothin, But They Just Be Fu*kin For Free
Ta- Taxing For The Pu*sy These Niggas Be Goin For Fees
Ta- Taxing For The Formance I’m Leaving With Fifty On Me
I’m Leaving With Fifty On Me It’s Cash Cobain On The Beat(B!tch)
I’ve Been Praying So Long I Deserve This Shit
I’ve Been Praying So Long My Discernment Right Gotta Stop Sayin Shit
Lvl 5 Gang, We Ain’t Pullin Up W A Stick
Matter Of Fact, We Ain’t Pull Up We Nun, We On The Alignment Tip
She Got A Fat A*s She Shakin It Shakin It Shakin It
She Want Me Pull Up For The Pu*sy I’m Takin It She Can’t Even Take This Shit
And It’s Rula Santana On Racks, I’m Havin It Makin It Breakin It
I Don’t Give A Fu*k Bout Your Ex Nigga, He Ain’t Makin Or Breakin It
Ca- Ca- Cash Not Talking Carti Cobain B!tch
I Aint Talking Down On One Nigga Thats Saying Shit
She Wanna Fu*k With A Nigga, We Already Cash
She Wanna Fu*k With A Nigga Who Gettin Like 300K For A Bash
And I’m Too Tired To Be Fu*kin With You
I’m Rockin Lvl 5 Coat Inna All Black Coupe
Rula Santana You Know How The Gang Do
That B!tch On Tiktok, But I Turn Her To A Brand New
Bk The Man You Know I’m Da Fu*king Goat
Im Rocking Balmain You Know I Got That Swoo
I Ain’t Fu*kin With That H*e Cause She A Group
I Told Dat H*e Get Da Middle Part Cause I Love That Fu*kin Hair Do
B!tches Be Hatin For Nothin, But They Just Be Fu*kin For Free
Ta- Taxing For The Pu*sy These Niggas Be Goin For Fees
Ta- Taxing For The Formance I’m Leaving With Fifty On Me
I’m Leaving With Fifty On Me It’s Cash Cobain On The Beat (B!tch)
She Got A Fat A*s She Shakin It Shakin It Shakin It
She Want Me Pull Up For The Pu*sy I’m Takin It She Can’t Een Take This Shit
And It’s Rula Santana On Racks I’m Havin It Makin It Breakin It
I Don’t Give A Fu*k Bout Your Ex Nigga, He Ain’t Makin Or Breakin It
She Got A Fat A*s She Shakin She Shakin She Shakin It
Gimme That Pu*sy Don’t Play With It, I Cannot Go On A Date With It
I Never Lack And I Stay With It
I Go To Bed And I Lay With It
Oh That’s Your B!tch When I’m Mating It
Come To The Mansion And I’m Taming It
She Jackin My Swag, So I Put A Jack In The Bag
They Know I’m The Slizzy They Fu*k With The Slatt
But I Cannot Fu*k With No Rat
Run Up He Get Put In A Pack
Said Slizzy Was Lackin, That’s Cap
Watch Me Pull Up With That Racks In The Back
That Bad B!tches They Gon Attack
B!tches Be Hatin For Nothin, But They Just Be Fu*kin For Free
Ta- Taxing For The Pu*sy These Niggas Be Goin For Fees
Ta- Taxing For The Formance I’m Leaving With Fifty On Me
I’m Leaving With Fifty On Me It’s Cash Cobain On The Beat (B!tch)
She Got A Fat A*s She Shakin It Shakin It Shakin It
She Want Me Pull Up For The Pu*sy I’m Takin It She Can’t Een Take This Shit
And It’s Rula Santana On Racks I’m Havin It Makin It Breakin It
I Don’t Give A Fu*k Bout Your Ex Nigga, He Ain’t Makin Or Breakin It
