Summrs – Shake It Lyrics

Shake It Lyrics by Summrs

[Intro]
BNYX

[Verse 1]
I got sticks in this bitch, we got drugs in this bitch
I got hoes in this bitch, huh
Lotta money hitting this bitch
She gon’ suck on my cock, hold up, might go fuckin’ her friend (Brr)
In that Benz clutchin’ on FN
I had to jump out the V (V, V, V, V)
Better stay on yo feet (Feet, feet, feet, feet)
Diamonds on my teeth (Teeth, teeth, teeth, teeth)
Better pay your lease (Lease, lease, lease, lease)
Did this shit myself (Woo)
I’m on drugs, I need help
You can play chess on my belt
Lil’ bitch, I ain’t takin’ no L’s (Woah)
I just been stackin’ that green, been getting my cheese, bitch, look at my whip (Whip)
She fuckin’ wit’ the team, got her on beans, we need some help
(Help, help, help, help)
[Chorus]
She feelin’ nobody else (Huh), pop a blue then we outta here (Here)
She shakin’ her body, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She done pulled all us down (Yeah)
She shakin’ her body, yeah (Yeah)
Ain’t reppin’ nobody else (Else, else, else, else, woah)
That ass so round in them jeans (Jeans)
She eating them collared greens (Woah)
She don’t do apologies (‘Gies, ‘gies, G)
Ain’t nobody stopping me (Me, me, me)
All these niggas copy me (Me)
Got racks in my Ksubi jeans (Jean, jean), yeah

[Verse 2]
All these niggas fool to me (Me)
They killin’ me brutally (‘Ly)
I’m bootin’ up usually (‘Ly, ‘ly, ‘ly)
I got all my poles on me, the police keep watching me (Me, me)
These niggas be jocking me (Me, me)
Ain’t nobody styling me (Me, me)
These bitches be watching me (Me, me, me, me)
Mix the drugs like biology (‘Gy)
Me and her got some chemistry (‘Stry)
Some times she the enemy (Me, me)
You gotta be kidding me, if you think that you killin’ me (Me, huh)

[Chorus]
She feelin’ nobody else, pop a blue then we outta here (Here)
She shakin’ her body, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She done pulled all us down (Yeah)
She shakin’ her body, yeah (Yeah)
Ain’t reppin’ nobody else (Else, else, else, else, woah)
That ass so round in them jeans (Jeans)
She eating them collared greens (Woah)
She don’t do apologies (‘Gies, ‘gies)
Ain’t nobody stopping me (Me, me, me)
All these niggas copy me (Me)
Got racks in my Ksubi jeans (Jean, jean), yeah

[Outro]
Jean, jean, jean, jean
J-J-J-Jeans, jeans, jean, jean