Taste (Make It Shake)

Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake All that back and pretty face Girl, I'm tryna get a taste I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bait Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake All that back and pretty face Girl, I'm tryna get a taste I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bait Show 'em baby how you flex and make it bounce Make it drop it's getting hot Should we be waking up the house? Fuck it keep it up I know you love it when you're loud But if we hear the door knocking we can't make another sound Love my bruddas that's for life, I know my family got me Couple bitches, couple haters, couple bands are on me Leave me be, I live my life with fucking cameras on me Do my thing I'm setting pace go tell a man to stop me Couple bruddas got a job a couple buy and sell Grew up sliding round in north Manny you can kinda tell If you see me with a girl my chick be looking fly as well Louis V crepes and the belt but the bag's Chanel Had a rest and then I had to step the levels up Got it in my head that I'm the best so I ain't stressing much I ain't on the fake shit so I ain't gonna beg for love Gally love me anyway, Big Shelley and I wet it up Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake All that back and pretty face Girl, I'm tryna get a taste I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bait Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake All that back and pretty face Girl, I'm tryna get a taste I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bait Yo, the aim's to get the bag and then get off Ain't got time to rest, not settling for second to the top Going all the way, you know I got to get it Never flop, man step up in the dance and then we're wrecking up the spot It's crazy how I'm living, I lost a couple screws Blowing clouds up in the room Now I'm off into the moon Still got a bit of youth in me I'm always in the mood When I'm in the studio I don't want no-one in the room, uh 'Bout to take another sip, I'm just younger living life You can't blame it on the kid Kick back with a bottle while making another quid I'm the captain in this ting and it gets wavy on my ship Yeah, man's stay with the squaddy, waved in the lobby Getting paid is my hobby One thick ting, should've seen the shape of her body Got me taking videos when she's shaking it for me Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake All that back and pretty face Girl, I'm tryna get a taste I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bait Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake All that back and pretty face Girl, I'm tryna get a taste I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bait I slide around from time to time You'll likely find a lighty by my side She's spicy likes to ride 'cause I'm the guy She wifey, nice and I say kind a shy Put my hoodie on baby and go and make it shake Trippin' out when I'm blazing I saw a bathing ape Got my girl going crazy I need to take a break All these girls jumping on me it's got me taking chase Who am I to complain when money and fame's what drives me insane? True say I could have worse problems So I stay smiling and riding my wave Shit quick slip slide in the rave Got your chick's lipstick on the side of my face This his bitch but mine for the day So he gets dismissed when I'm in the place Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake All that back and pretty face Girl, I'm tryna get a taste I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bait Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake All that back and pretty face Girl, I'm tryna get a taste I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bait

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