Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shake Dat Sh**, artist - Shawnna.
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Song language: English
Shake Dat Sh** |
Maannn, these bitches is awfully nasty |
And these bitches keep walking past me |
Either way, I’m a pimp for today |
Put your bootie in the way and shake that shit! |
(Now these niggas is bout they bank) |
(And these niggas keep buying dranks) |
(Lips creep from my body on your lips) |
(Get it closer to the tip and shake that shit!) |
S-H-A to the W double N-A |
Real bitch don’t play |
Your eyes can’t hide what your lips won’t say |
You’re acting like the Dukes of the Fifth won’t spray |
It’s okay, they gon learn |
Chi’s most wanted bitch wait your turn! |
Sac full of yum I’m a make that burn |
Y’all can’t smoke none anyway |
Wild ones, walk wit a bitch through wild slums |
Trying to figure out if they’re scared of the hips or the chips |
Or they really can’t talk to a bitch wit wild guns |
No games, hat to the side wit low frame |
Now I came in this industry killin em |
Now they all feeling me, sipping on Henny wit an O and a gram! |
C-H-I to the C-A, G-O |
If you ain’t been, don’t go |
My city’s so fast, you react so slow |
Your heart might stop and your blood won’t flow |
(That ain’t right) I stomp through the hood |
Wit a grand on my feet like that ain’t tight |
Diamonds on my neck like that ain’t bright |
I come through and shut down the Saturday Night! |
(Hell yeah) You can kiss that and |
(Feel there) bring it right back |
Don’t mess wit the frame if you don’t know a thing |
Six years in the game, I’m still here |
Hold up! |
They mad cause the streets is sold up! |
I’m back on my feet, so watch for the cops, we’ll never stop |
Just rep for ya block and throw it up! |
M-I-D to the W-E-S-T |
Better yet that’s me |
Most of y’all chicks gotta impress me |
You say you got skills, put 'em up let’s see |
Show and prove, I hate to really see |
What y’all goin through, put on any beat |
We could spit it in the street |
From the West to the East, or South to the house |
Just showing love, go home |
The body on the flo' is so grown |
What cha gon' do, when you call to ya label |
And ya gotta shed a tear, cause you hear ya career’s |
Been post-poned, back up |
Smart mouth bitches, get slapped up |
Take it to the trap, get clapped up |
Put it in ya brain that the female game, been wrapped up |
Shorty said, shorty said |
Shorty said, shorty said |
Wait a minute, hold up |
Wait a minute, hold up |
Hold up, wait a minute |
Hold up, now wait a minute |
Shorty said, shorty said |
Shorty said, shorty said |