Shake It Down lyrics

[Intro]
Ah, here we go
Shake it down, uh
Yeah

[Chorus]
Look at you, look at me
Look at you, look at me
Look at you (I'm seeing you), look at me (You looking good)
Look at you (Do it, girl), look at me (Do it)
Look at you (Do it), look at me (Do it)
Look at you (Do it), look at me (I'm seeing you)
Look at you (Do it), look at me (You looking good)
Look at you (Do it), look at me (Do it)
Look at you (Do it), look at me

[Verse 1]
Come on, uh
You remind me of my Range
Lambskin seat covers, brothers, get your change
Get ya dame, 'cause she want the n*ggas with the frames, with the change
n*gga Man, sick with the bang (Uh)
sh*t been the same since '86 and Kane
Get your main b*tch, itchin' to give me brains
And they say that's why we hold fifths
See me four wheelin', roll over the whole building
Chrome killin' em', twenty inches, the whole Dill width
I'm so ill with it, so Dill with it (Hoo)
I be Prada'd out, without a doubt, ha
Spot em' out, wildin' out, we wildin' out, uh
Ladies, let me see you do it like, uh (Hoo)
You look at me, yeah
[Chorus]
Look at you (Feel it, yeah), look at me (I'm seeing you)
Look at you (You're doing it), look at me (Do it)
Look at you (Do it), look at me (Do it)
Look at you (Do it), look at me (You looking good)
Look at you (I'm seeing you), look at me (Do it)
Look at you (Do it), look at me (Do it)
Look at you (Do it), look at me (Come on, uh)
Look at you, look at me (Check it out)
Look at you, look at me (Uh)
Look at you (Yeah), look at me (Uh, come on)

[Verse 2]
This is for my b*tches with cars of they own (Ha)
This is for my n*ggas with the bars of chrome
All b*tch n*ggas, leave your little cars at home
Stay there, Detroit n*ggas don't play fair, son (Uh-uh)
Chickens be trickin' to get they hair done
Yeah, son, it's nare one
These n*ggas spark sh*t, I'm on some Biz Mark sh*t like
Can you feel it? (Feel it) 'Cause nothing can save ya
'Cause this is the season for stackin' your paper
My clique is the reason you're tuckin' ya chain up (Tuck it)
'Cause when you f*ckin wit' this, you f*ckin wit' danger
You see me up in the Range and I got a gang of n*ggas (Uh)
That be runnin' wit' things and guns to bang ya (Uh)
They be runnin' wit' things, got guns to bang ya (Come on)
'Cause when you f*ckin' with this, you f*ckin' with danger
[Outro]
When you see me do it (I'm seeing you), I do it to do it
When you see me do it, I do it to do it (Check it out, y'all)
When you see me do it, I do it to do it (2000, J Dilla)
Look at you (Do it), I do it to do it (Frank n Dank, Jay Iceberg in that sh*t)
Look at you (Do it), I do it to do it (Yeah, these twenty-inch motherf*ckin' rims, yeah)
Look at you (Do it), look at me (You lookin' good)
Look at you (Do it), look at me (Do it)
(I feel you up in the magazines say, "Yeah, f*ck it, I'm doing it badass," yeah, yeah)
I'm seeing you, do it, do it
Uh, do it, do it
Uh, do it, you lookin' good
Do it, you doing it