Shake It Shake It

[Hook: Demetrius Capone]
Shake it, shake it, baby girl work it
They get naked, now they all jerkin'
Make it hop, make it drop, shake it then stop
Upside down, now make the shit pop
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[Verse 1: Demetrius Capone]
All my thug niggas love strippers, shit
We love strippers who love spitter shit
We unzip it since I can tongue twist it
Flippin' it quick as tongue, she want me to tongue kiss her clit
I'm in the club and the show finna pop now
I let her know I got a pole you can slide down
Shorty get it in, daddy grow hard
Shorty get it in, no panties no bra
I pay for the performance but I don't ever play for it
I take her home and now we about to make a porn
I make it rain on her head, that's what I call brainstormin'
She rainin' wet, and now I'm in her rain forest

[Verse 2: Andrew 'Dice' Dinero]
As soon as the club close, straight to mo' I plan to go
Where you can pull down my pants, play fan and blow
But for now mommy come and give your man a show
Clap for me like I'm askin' for a standin' oh
Get naked broad, take it off, face the wall
Chick make you fall, make you [?] shake it all
Make it quick n all, straight break you off
I love it when you crawl, won't take another cake that tossed
Look back at it mommy while you go to work
Damn, they're givin' us a heart attack, go call the nurse
You can jump in my lap, noggin first, show me how your jaws can work
Ma but first, take off your drawers and skirt

[Hook: Demetrius Capone]
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[Verse 3: Kenny]
This stripper wanna F, that's perfect cuz I'm a letter
G, yep, I'm certain no one is better
When gettin' at a chicken, you already know how Kenny works
I get in her head, and then my head get in her
Show me your stacked, if you want some stacks in
Show me your rack, that's if you want some racks in
Show me your cat and then this cat throw you some cash
Now lower your back end, throw out your back and
Keep grindin', to get your cash freak, grind it
Keep windin', now bring it back, rewind it
Now look over your shoulder like you behind your back
While you watchin' your back, makin' it hoppin' and clap

[Verse 4: Julius Luciano]
You can call me a make-it-rain dude
But tonight, baby, I ain't in a make-it-rain mood
Let me get into the psyche of a stripper
It's easy, she'll like me if I tip her
But naw, you should gimme ass on the house
We should do the deed, it's somethin' you need
Like your ass on the house, I want some complimentary head
Get the camera, we can make a cockumentary, yeah
Y'all get what I said, let's make a film but I was hard for a chick
To get a blowjob, you should star in it with
Me, work hard for your tips but the hard tip of my dick is all you should get

[Hook: Demetrius Capone]
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[Verse 5: Sauce Tha Boss]
If you don't wanna get rained on, you better stand back
I'mma show you a storm nigga, the weatherman back
If I hit a stripper, baby you bet her ass fat
Her backyard bigger that the what? Neverland Ranch
I don't got a [?], I can get you sprung, huh
All these go-go strippers wanna come come
You lookin' for a bigger boss nigga, it ain't one
That's why call me Mr. Sauce, cuz I'm A-1

[Verse 6: 1Known]
Yeah what's up baby girl, you know what it is
Move somethin', shake somethin', let me see you strip
That Olympic shit, girl let me see you flip
She got me turkey though, she like to gobble dick
I call snicker bar chick cuz her body thick
And don't worry about the money, got a lot of it
We bosses in this bitch, you know how we do it
Go on, drop that ass to this C.O.B music

[Hook: Demetrius Capone]
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