Shake the Room lyrics

[Intro: Amaarae & Kenzo Balla]
Party, I really like your body (Grrah, grrah)
I really wanna get naughty, I think you're such a hottie (Like, like)
Slow dancing in the party (Everything dead)
Oh yes, bring me the money (Everything dead)
Book a flight to Miami (Like, what?)
Baby, take me out the country (Like, what? Tim on the track)
Ah

[Chorus: Kenzo Balla]
Let me know what the f*ck you wan' do
Get in that mood and I up it and boom, like
Come and shake it, shake the room
The Casa' and Patty got her actin' loose
All n*ggas do is diss up in the booth
Let me know when these n*ggas gon' shoot
Just poured a four, f*ck a dеuce
Bro took the score, see thе proof, like

[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla]
Off the Perc' and the four and I'm laced it
Disrespect, I'ma up it and bang it
Totin' this knocker, still up on that gang sh*t
Tryna catch me an opp, I been anxious
Now I made it, all it took was patience
All the guys with me, I ain't never changin'
n*ggas hatin'
And I know they been plottin', so if they run up, i'ma flame 'em
f*ck a deal, I'm a demon
Off the Wocky, sh*t got me leanin'
Keep a knock, it's that season
Back out the chop, get to squeezin'
On a drill, now I'm schemin'
If I spot 'em, then I gotta leave 'em
Told bro, "Grab the mop and get to cleanin'
I'm tryna see a pus*y n*gga bleedin'"
She actin' naughty, tryna party
Baby girl, I can't cuff you, I'm sorry
I can see you don't know what you started
Lovin' on me 'cause baby, I'm heartless
She a hottie on my body
And she tryna act bad off the auxy
She know I beat it up like I was Rocky
Get on your knees and suck it, make it sloppy
You tryna act for the app, but tell the whole 'Gram how I'm breaking your back
Throw it back, she makin' it clap
She told me she ain't never f*ck wit' a Makk
On the five, I'on f*ck wit' no Hats
I'm off a perc', I'm not tryna look back
5's on top, we just talk all the facts
I ain't hiding, they know where I'm at, like
To the left, to the right, she tryna f*ck every night
All up In her guts, she feeling nice
n*gga got packed 'cause he was talkin' spice
I'ma cop it, don't care 'bout the price
We on top, I know them n*ggas tight
Brodie got knocked for totin' on the pipe
He was tryna crash a n*gga flight
Ten packs gone when I step in Amiri
n*gga, none of my drip lookin' scary
Don't gotta like me but you gotta hear me
All that sh*t you sayin', it don't scare me
Bendin' through the, shh, up on the daily
Totin' on Katy, I ain't talkin' Perry
I'm in love wit' the fifth like we married
Kid for the love, I'm gonna have to carry
Had this dirty chop up on my waist
Spot me an opp, I'm knockin' off his face
Smokin' on this Country, I be laced
Hallows gon' take him out just like a date
And she tryna fly up out of state
She know I got bag, so she don't gotta wait
Movin' tact', don't need another case
Sippin' the wock, I put another eighth, like
[Chorus: Kenzo Balla]
Let me know what the f*ck you wan' do
Get in that mood and I up it and boom, like
Come and shake it, shake the room
The Casa' and Patty got her actin' loose
All n*ggas do is diss up in the booth
Let me know when these n*ggas gon' shoot
Just poured a four, f*ck a deuce
Bro took the score, see the proof, like
Ahh

[Outro: Amaarae & Kenzo Balla]
Party, I really like your body (Grrah)
I really wanna get naughty (Grrah-grrah, boom)
I think you're such a hottie (Every opp shot)
Slow dancing in the party (Ahh)
Oh yes, bring me the money (MB-MB)
Book a flight to Miami (DOA)
Baby, take me out the country (Like, what? Grrah)
Why you wanna act like Leo?
Like, you don't love me please, oh
Like, you don't spend money, oh, like you don't eat my pus*y
To the left, to the right, to the front with it, go yeah, yeah, yeah
I know that's right, If the money's goin' up, say yeah, yeah, yeah