Ghostface k**ah - Shake it for Me lyrics

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Ghostface k**ah - Shake it for Me lyrics

[Chorus: Diddy] Pa** another shot of that Patron Shorty I'm goin, why chu goin with me After this, tonight I'm goin home You wanna come, shorty come with me Now I wanna see you get your hands up Shorty wanna shake it for me Ladies if you with me, get your hands up Shake it, shake it, shake it for me [Beanie Sigel] Lil nasty b**h Cute face, slim waist, nice a** & tits It's a damm shame that lil sweet thang ain't nothin but a freak thang "In Love With A Stripper" like T-Pain Er' weekday, up in the club like Lis' Raye Makin n***as make it rain like Lil Wayne Boy, mami tottsie rollin that pole I ain't Peedi Peedi baby, I just know what I know Call me Iceberg baby, Pimpin Ken on a stroll Got the right one baby, wouldn't give you a cold No, but I could give you the coat Pimps up, hoes down, bank roll all froze Mack keep em looking pretty, but won't give em no dough Uncle Diddy run the city, butch you ain't know? Now let that thang bounce, drop slow And show out your outsides, you know how it go, oh [Chorus] [Peedi Crakk] I'm at my maximum, I'm fully loaded Baby girl c'mon, roll with it Don't be askin them if I'm gon bomb Like the atom or the a-tom, just order the dom B Mack and them, you better know it Nab hoes, after the show, she gon show it That hoe, I told you she gon do it The loads is full, she let me smash in the Buick I'm comin for clothes, these hoes, we gon through it Pull out my gat, she though I was gon shoot her Mr. P Crakk Cocaine, I got rulers My mind in the gutter, and my heart in the sewer I kick a b**h to the curb, I keep it movin Married to the game, I love my money and my music Half Puerto Rican and black, they think I'm Jewish I don't give em sh**, and they keep comin back to it [Chorus] [Ghostface k**ah] Yeah, yeah, yeah Now come and sit yo big a** down Right here on daddy legs, now hush, take a sip of the brown Lap dance on it, leave a white stain on my Levis This the twat team, I'mma show you how we ride Through a la**o over your hips, rustle your mean theighs You bow-legged too? I'mma hit it from all sides Uh huh, we brought the bar, you bought the bar Beans got the big lighter out, waiting to spark Word up, dancefloors, noise, a**es shaking And she winding that body like she got Jamaican Asains, sistas, blacks, bad caucasions Get em all Goosed up, then I persuade them To bounce to the c-r-i-b Shorty to young, sorry, gotta chill in the lobby It's the penthouse, big couch, get digged out You bring your lil male friends, I get kicked out [Chorus]