Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Vibrate , by - Rasheeda. Song from the album Instrumentals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 17.12.2011
Record label: DLO
Song language: English
Vibrate |
| Yeah Yeah Yeah |
| Make that ass vibrate, make that ass vibrate |
| Make that ass vibrate, shake that shit till you |
| Start an earthquake |
| I want them 3, to come up here wit me |
| So I can put em where they 'pose to be |
| One at the head, one in the middle |
| And one down by my feet, she keep ticklin me |
| Neighbors bangin on the wall cause we over here |
| Disturbin the peace, baby be easy |
| Rockin the bed so hard we done kicked off |
| All tha sheets, don’t worry we don’t need em |
| A couple hours in the session we done been |
| Through bout four CDs (about four CDs) |
| Keith Sweat, Mary J, Brian McKnight, and Jodeci |
| (They love Jodeci) |
| By the way look think I need a couple can of energy drinks |
| (yeah I’m gone need em) |
| Cuz these hoes go vibratin in they coochie |
| I like the way yo ass be vibratin… |
| I like the way yo ass be vibratin… |
| Make that ass vibrate, make that ass vibrate |
| Make that ass vibrate, shake that shit till you |
| Start an earthquake |
| Bend over and touch ya toes, blow smoke got ya hoes like you blowin dro |
| Slide down the pole, upside down do it fast or slow |
| Round here we professionals, get flexible, real sexual |
| Make a nigga wanna eat it like a vegetable |
| When he see that ass rise like a buttered roll |
| Round here we gangstered out, this ain’t no titty bar |
| We let it all hang out |
| Break bread till the song played out, show that nigga what a real bitch bout |
| These cats thank they pimpin like Don Juon |
| But they all played out like the thong song |
| Get ya money gul, show em what you really bout |
| Rasheeda reppin fo the ladies in the south |
| I can fuck, any bitch in here, lay her on the pillow |
| Crawl up behind her and cram all of it in her |
| Ride her ass like a bicycle, hold right there |
| When I move you move, just like that |
| Just as show as yo ass is fat, there’s some 26 inch rims on a Cadillac |
| Like spinners, sittin on a sixty-seven |
| At the car show bumpin Funk Master Flex |
| I ain’t met a bitch yet (and yeah) that I couldn’t have |
| All I gotta do is tell a ho who I am |
| Pull up to the side and get away from them |
| Doom, Doom, Doom |