Lane - $hake That Lyrics

Bitch needs some exercise Huh
Pop a perky, titties Perky, that's my perk Huh
Her body curvy, all hollow wording
What you want
Huh, Junkie Flirting, whole joint is bumpin', I'm just tryna f*ck
Uh, if demons lurkin', I'm the devil, bitch be squirtin', times like several
If shit ain't workin', f*ck her mental Uh, you know, all my homies dawgs
If you in trouble, y'all know who to call
Shake that, shake that, shake that ass
10 bad bitches tryna get the stash
Puff, puff, pass, ask smash, Smack ass, pass
This swan city, my city, man
What we lookin' for
Hoes, raunchy ass hoes
Countryside hoes, coked up hoes
Inner city hoes, times two, cause the bros need hoes
You know
Love must be an illusion, who do you think be foolin'
Oh shit, now your mad, let me help ya loosin up, Get on your knees, just suck, I brought the juice
Good luck, you'll feel the ruse to f*ck
Payin' all these fees, a must, her hips swayin
Side to side, hop in' the whip
We still feel, the tide, adrenaline rush
Needed MDMA for a touch, I ain't see feds I ain't gon' bust, let her free off of the dust
Noted a notification, we might need a soldier up
No foldin' on fornication, but shit got me soberin'
Up, hold up, who's bitch was that
Hold up, we should head on back
Pedal to the metal, we gon' swipe his ass real fast
Not one motherf*cker round, but we found his stach
Homie called us to the crib, said he's posted' with lots of cats
I ain't goin' pass, I'll turn the stash, to catch
Hoochie, cootchie, in my lap
Pookie, pukin, side the tap
Lap dance, tap dance, tap that, stand back
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce,
Bounce on me, bounce on me, bounce on me, ho
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce on me
Bounce on me, bounce on me, ho
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Knock at the door, I said that ignore
Rubbin' up on a bad bitch on the floor
Got a tap on the shoulder, hit me like a boulder
Rebound that shit, then fold him like a folder
Found he's not a loner, 5 men here sober
I f*cked your bitch, your luck got no clover
Your here for your bitch, give up its all over
I had your bitch screamin', moreover, I'll tell you what I told her
Shake that, shake that, shake that ass
Ten bad bitches tryna get the stash
Puff, puff, pass, ask, smash, smack ass, pass
This swan city, my city, man
What we lookin' for hos, raunchy-ass hos
Countryside hos, coked-up hos
Inner-city hoes times two, cause the bros need hoes
Ya know
Woke up, look in the mirror
Bruised ribs, toke up ta get rid of fear
No good, full wood, put it on a brochure
Bitch's monsieur, tried to be a monster
Oh sure, bitch, I'm still alive
I'm still standin', I'm tryna derive
That good shit, no handy
Got hit up by a bad bitch named Nancy or somethin
I had that, she could tickle my fancy assumption
Soon consumed by fumes and perfume
Makin' out in the bathroom, rubbin' on her tattoos
Tits and ass too, askin' for a quick flash, whoo
But she had to dip for it to noon, and it just turned noon
So I switched up to her sister, but her sister had a mister
Was a mystery to me, her mister was a bodybuilder
Now it's misery for me, maybe she ain't your girl
She givin' it out too easily
Dodge, weave, swing, breathe, get hit badly
Bruises and blood all over me
Dodge, weave, swing, breathe, get hit badly
Bruises and blood all over me
Dodge, weave, swing, breathe, get hit to my knees
Bruises and blood all over me
Heard a voice yellin' out to me
Let me tell you my story