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letra de shake it - lil mello & 1900rugrat

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[intro: lil mello]
let’s do it

[chorus: lil mello]
told her shake it, baow baow, throw that ass around
i’m a rich n-gga, of course this b-tch don’t want me pullin’ out
b-tch, i’m somewhere in new york, i was just thuggin’ on the mile
all they heard hot boy the biggest dog, they tried to put me down
they ain’t do sh-t but make a n-gga richer, twenty thousand in my breeches
say it’s ’bout my money, i ain’t out here playin’ like famous richard
told my label i don’t wanna do no features ’cause i hate you n-ggas
b-tch, don’t hop up in this rolls truck talkin’ ’bout play them n-ggas
b-tch, them n-ggas tried to get up in my top, god couldn’t even safe them n-ggas
how you wanna do it? hate tryna pop your sh-t, bro twerk up the b-tch
i’m the biggest, gettin’ that sh-t everywhere, just/they call me murder mitten
f-ck them n-ggas, you pop sh-t for hot boy, yeah, n-gga, let’s get it
i got all these racks on me, can’t even hold up my pants
baby, you can’t come home with the slime but f-ck my mans
hmm, don’t be jealous, n-gga, pop it if you can

[verse 1: lil mello]
huh, yeah, she on handstands, booted up for me, yeah, yeah
godd-mn, baby, show me you a freak, huh
(okay) f-ckin’ her on beat (yeah)
make it clap for me (yeah)
i got girls f-ckin’ girls, ooh, look what them racks’d do
i got a bag, they spendin’ racks on me and i don’t even ask for two
i’m with my rich friends, he pop sh-t like he a rapper too
they locked in, these n-ggas can’t f-ck with slime, n-gga, absolute
i hit a different state and go spend racks, won’t make my b-tches choose
double o say give that sh-t up, boy, better give it to ’em
free my n-gga o, he comin’ home to a vette the news
free e, she just wanna shake it, shake it, f-ck it, baby, move
[chorus: lil mello]
told her shake it, baow baow, throw that ass around
i’m a rich n-gga, of course this b-tch don’t want me pullin’ out
b-tch, i’m somewhere in new york, i was just thuggin’ on the mile
all they heard hot boy the biggest dog, they tried to put me down
they ain’t do sh-t but make a n-gga richer, twenty thousand in my breeches
say it’s ’bout my money, i ain’t out here playin’ like famous richard
told my label i don’t wanna do no features ’cause i hate you n-ggas
b-tch, don’t hop up in this rolls truck talkin’ ’bout play them n-ggas
b-tch, them n-ggas tried to get up in my top, god couldn’t even safe them n-ggas
how you wanna do it? hate tryna pop your sh-t, bro twerk up the b-tch
i’m the biggest, gettin’ that sh-t everywhere, just/they call me murder mitten
f-ck them n-ggas, you pop sh-t for hot boy, yeah, n-gga, let’s get it
i got all these racks on me, can’t even hold up my pants
baby, you can’t come home with the slime but f-ck my mans
hmm, don’t be jealous, n-gga, pop it if you can

[verse 2: 1900rugrat]
uh, throw it stat, smack, i can’t pop a xan
movin’ weird at the show, might f-ck around and pop a fan
you trippin’, b-tch, i ain’t trickin’, i ain’t boston richey
off a x all in court, b-tch, i’m 2k glitchin’
put that p-ssy on a sport like a v8 engine
perc 30 and a deuce, pie got my face itchin’
finna put that b-tch to work, seen her on the blade with it
i’m tryna put mone, i don’t know why he played with it
stupid, trip stack chewin’ on my tooth
b-tch, i’m booted, blue strips on like i’m crip, shoutout [?]
man, 98 with a hundred drum on it, f-ck a ruler
made him run with that bl!ck, how you call yourself a shooter?
in our hood, b-tches lit, seeno tryna catch one
he a top good, mama sick with it, ho, don’t catch nothin’
tried to set him down, they gon’ have to pick him back up
no security with me, bet a glock be my backup
callin’ ya miami, jit gon’ make her act up
we got clips, shoot a movie if he tryna act tough
he only do it for the camera, he a real actor
off an act’ cup, smack dog while i act up
broke b-tch, get your racks up

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