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letra de shake back - rio da yung og

[intro]
(mama, what you doin’? you cook up somethin’?) yeah
ghetto boyz sh-t, n-gga, aight

[verse]
sixty months in the feds, i can take that
soon as i came home, i had to taste act’
i see you got a bbl, but can you shake that?
i’m petty, ask the gas station clerk for my change back (yeah, this is wack)
ask around, i got picked up in a maybach
if act’ around twenty-five hunnid, i’ll pay that
i been gone for three years and eight months, you tryna shake back
so if you really think sh-t sweet, where your cake at?
where your dog sh-t? i got petty, paid the drank man in all tens
worked my way up, i had to crawl in
spent so much at the louis store, ain’t had to call in, i do walk-ins
can’t believe this clip full with some baldheads
in 2018, we drunk all red
we ain’t f-ck with akorn, that’s what you call red?
old ak-40 same size as tall tim
you wanna get some work done, you gotta call will
we ain’t do no funny camera tricks, bro, this all real
yeah, i took a deal from empire, lil’ small deal
dropped it in the summer and i’ll recoup ’fore the fall end
glock popper, scram scr-per
white b-tch kind of pale, go get a tan, baby
one-of-one louis clothes made by hand, baby
i’m really finna do some crazy sh-t, nah, i ain’t sayin’ maybe
they gave us ninety for a show, we was only sayin’ eighty
b-tch think i’m finna wear her merch ’cause her friend made it
b-tch, how you still broke? who is your man, baby?
right hand, one-twenty, left hand, eighty
can’t believe i hit this ratchet b-tch and had a d-mn baby
n-gga, i ain’t let the feds slow me down
i definitely ain’t gon’ let a b-tch hold me down
n-gga, f-ck this glass pint, i’ll throw it down
i got a curfew, i can’t really f-ck, bae, blow me down
have you ever got some head in a maybach?
n-gga, i’ll probably drop dead if they make act’
you know a b-tch ain’t turnt no more, she say, “take me back”
ten thousand for a pint of actavis, i paid that
my b-tch bougie, she’ll never eat no shake shack
i drunk sosa whole eight, he said don’t pay him back
only thing i’m really worryin’ ’bout is gettin’ my weight back
i’m in the yellow school bus off a pink 10
fifty thousand every two days and i’m on week ten
i’m mad as f-ck, i gotta pee again
’cause i just drank a whole pint durin’ the weekend
and i don’t want no regular sprite, give me a remix
my n-gga ice somethin’ out of town, that’s some g sh-t
.308 bullets make trees split
your breath stank, only talk when the weed lit
just let a random n-gga f-ck my b-tch, on my p sh-t
bae, you know you got the best p-ssy if i skeet quick

- rio da yung og

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