Lyrics Shake - Trina, Lil Scrappy

Shake

Yep
G’s up
Im back
Trina trina
That’s Right
I done stepped my game up and sexed my frame up
Shake the shake wit it
Dont be fake wit it
Shake the shake wit it
Dont be fake wit it
Shake It
Titties sit right ass sits better
Im mean in a thong behind its wooden leather
You can catch me at South Beach in a drop top Careta
Im in the middle of somebodys dance floor like whatever
Drop!
I keep it hood for you baby cause on the down low mama knows what good for you
baby
Whats good for me baby
Open a bottle of Henny for ya me in a mini for ya show you some luv
that’s if I got any for ya
I can it make from the dollars to the pennies for ya back tha tha back it up
then I bend it for ya
But I dont come cheap so
you got to break Trina off if you really want the right young freak
Pussy good couple pumps skeet skeet
but first I need that new Bentley it should be a crime being this fine and I
get what I want when I let him see it from behind.
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Shake It Shake It
Hair stay fixed nails stay fixed keep niggas hotter than project bricks
Paparazzi want to know if Im gay when Im the reason why Shaq came to M-I-A Drop
like its slow your old man would have fainted on me maybe because the jeans
look like it was painted on me and my shoe game oh so vicious im what your
taste buds need cause im so delicious
Diamond princess how you forget this slip and Slide records and the hood be my
witness
im the baddest ting walking the block and you the saddest thing stalking the cop
Im Miss 305 butter pecan thighs pretty brown eyes in the 745 if you can keep up
with me Im the diamond mommy drinking from a gold bottle grown women say im
they role model
Swallow That!
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Shake It Shake It
Now wear my real bitches at that be taking it off and keep them playas straight
breakin them off thats how you do that there and Trina wont lie to ya and sugar
coat it and its fly to ya its like smokin on tha crip lightin up a dip poppin
one and puttin some of me up on your lips on your lips and aint no better high
than me baby call me sunshine cause you can touch the sky with baby
purses and shoes by Louie, Gucci all from the pretty face and ghetto booty what
you want baby for me and to you do a porn and tell you to beat till the morn
baby im extra sexual and intellectual could to us both just so professional and
I could wobble on it and take my phone calls like you cant bother me on it
UH!
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Okay K K K
Want me to do my little dance for ya
Make it clap like my hands for ya
Shake It Shake It
Shake the shake wit it
Dont be fake wit it
Shake the shake wit it
Dont be fake wit it
Shake the shake wit it
Dont be fake wit it
Shake the shake wit it
Dont be fake wit it
I keep it hood for you baby cause on the down low mama knows what good for you
baby
And aint no better high than me baby call me sunshine cause you can touch the
sky wit me baby