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letra de shake it - bo foreign

in the club, feeding casa to thotties
i throw up woo, now she all on my body
moving oppy, top sloppy
she gon’ shake it, i wan’t all the molly
she hold my gun, now we both moving wocky
head game decent, i think she want me
343, all ya’ll n-ggas retarted
ya’ll wanna beef, then finish what you started

off yerks, she chilling, she love me
i’m on the opps, tryna play out like rugby
i ain’t staying unless you shoot with me
she be shaking her ass when it’s litty
.30 clip, on her hip
like, she put the 9 in her tits
demon outside, better run with your b-tch
when jay woo come on, she gon’ shake that sh-t
on the opps, reverse that whip (reverse that whip)
better stay out the way, for the better
she tote the chop, .45 or beretta
she a baddie, i’m blowing the bed up
and her family better not rat
i saw her father, was not moving tact
dropping woo, you might not make it back
leave the opp b-tches flat on the back
oh she tryna shake it for foreign
opp in the function, so i get to scoring
get to pouring, woo walking
tryna see if she jacking the opp sh-t
i keep a gun on my side just to flock it
pop it, drop it (shake that sh-t)
king of the hill, then i’m taking his crown
see me a opp, he gon’ touch the ground
and i f-ck with the os and the jiggys
tell all the choo’s to link up, let’s get busy
i got a knocka on bro, i go silly
ayo jay, why you talking all over the place
tryna see if she ready to play
i see a choo, pop out broad day
glah

diss the bro’s then you dealing with me
f-ck the hoes, yeah i swear they some fiends
call bo foreign, let’s pull up on feet
leave all the opp n-ggas dead on the scene (all opps)
i make some b-tches look dirty and weak
she smoking the blunt, looking higher than me
we smoking dead opps, and that’s right too the bean
glah glah glah
she my lady, 360 could knock out a baby
on the 9th, i be spinning it daily
bad b-tch, she said her name was bailey
d-mn
it’s a new opp, she shake ass while she toting the g-lock
roll the kush, yeah i’m up on the tree-top
send a shot if he screaming out ewok (ewoook)
glah glah glah
in the club, feeding casa to thotties
i throw up woo, now she all on my body
moving oppy, top sloppy
she gon’ shake it, i wan’t all the molly
she hold my gun, now we both moving wocky
head game decent, i think she want me
343, all ya’ll n-ggas retarted
ya’ll wanna beef, then finish what you started

- bo foreign

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