Shakey Butts lyrics

[Intro]
(LavishThatsTooHot, LavishThatsTooHot)
Hmm, I ain't tryna talk no, like
Hmm, I ain't tryna talk no sh*t, this for the shakey
Come on, like get me in there, Cam, like right here

[Verse]
I ain't tryna talk no sh*t, this for the shakey butts
Huh, the type to get on top and ride, I hate a lazy sl*t
Huh, I can't hit no average b*tch, I need an eight and up
Huh, I ain't trippin' 'bout bein' a trick 'cause I'm gon make it up
Huh, she told me she ain't want no di*k and then she ate it up
Huh, the di*k ain't good if it don't make her wake the neighbors up
You ain't really that b*tch type, she made you pay to f*ck
Huh, don't blow your pape' buyin' pus*y, you need to save it up
Huh, but if you think you like the b*tch, give her your whole pocket
Huh, don't just do her hair and nails, help her go to college
Huh, we do not go together, I just go behind her
We never spent the night together, we pulled over-nighters
Huh, if you broke, leave her alone, she do not need you
Huh, I'm out here puttin' b*tches on, n*gga, not leechin'
Huh, my type of b*tches ride Benzes, n*gga, not Demons
She got her car and crib paid off, she not leasin'
Huh, she like her n*gga to be home at night not creepin'
Huh, if ain't no money on my phone, baby, I'm not leavin'
Huh, right now you got my whole heart, I hope you not cheatin'
I'm all ears, but if you 'bout to lie to me, you need to stop speakin'
Huh, I'm tryna have some fun tonight, I'm finna throw a party
Huh, baby twerked in every house, she did a show in Target
Line up the booties back to back, let's see who throw it harder
How the backshots make her yell and this b*tch go to Harvard?
Huh, how I won't show nothin' but love, but I'm still broken hearted?
Hmm, I went to sleep, just checked my phone, I got woke up to argue
Her last n*gga called her broke, she went and upped an Audi
Huh, tax him for that pus*y, bae, you not supposed to bargain
Hmm, I done gave so many shoes away, I'm known for parking
Hmm, b*tch done ran through so many hoods, she known for archin'
Huh, she let n*ggas hit for free, she ain't known for chargin'
Hmm, and her stats go off the sheet, this b*tch known for chartin'
Hmm, if you open, shoot the shot, you can't hesitate
Hmm, baby ass super fat, she came heavyweight
Huh, I let the phone ring three times, I don't never wait
If I don't get a call back in five minutes, I'm forever straight
Hmm, I got a main b*tch at home, you in second place
Huh, she never seen my first crib, this my second place
Hmm, watermelon Red Bull got a better taste
Hmm, we don't hit the same hoes, I got better taste
Hmm, I done flipped a lot of 'bows and I mess with Chase
Hmm, I won't stop hittin' the road until the pedal break
Hmm, I couldn't find a white bowl, I used a metal plate
Huh, that n*gga head got a hole, he need a metal plate, b*tch, come on
[Outro]
It's Thirty
Real Money Counter, MINE sh*t, n*gga
Free Ri