STS (feat. MulaManDam)

I been plotting my moves out I been thinking logical We been counting blues now This shit was impossible We been on the move now We been dodging obstacles I just want a big bag now I got lots to do All work no play Hard work don't stop I know they hate me Cause I make a lot Diamonds dancing on me hd Imma flood the block She know that there's only one of me Cause I hit the spot She like She like keep going If I got those bands I'll throw it Bring your friends through to the party We keep going through the morning All those haters on my back Yea I gotta shake em' off me I don't do no tick for tack Yea I gotta kill 'em softly Yeah She like the way a young nigga been saucing Every time we go out She like the way I don't care what it's costing Oh no (Woah) She had my heart But I think she lost it Way she been shaking that thing round and round I'm feeling nauseous Like I'm on the sea When I finish she gon put me to sleep She say when I'm in it I be in too deep Want me to turn up my music hit it to the beat Yeah I ready knew that baby was a freak She all mine no we don't gotta sneak Imma play the music let me get a peak You better You better Shake that shit Shake shake Shake that shit I just saw you in the club I really love how you been moving that shit I saw you leaving the club Don't hop on the train baby girl you can hop in the whip You got me falling in love Shake shake Shake that shit You better You better Shake that shit Shake shake Shake that shit I just saw you in the club I really love how you been moving that shit I saw you leaving the club Don't hop on the train baby girl you can hop in the whip You got me falling in love Shake shake Shake that shit You better You better Shake that shit Shake shake Shake that shit You better You better Shake that shit Shake shake Shake that shit You better You better Shake that shit Shake shake Shake that shit You better You better Shake that shit Shake shake Shake that shit She like She like keep going If I got those bands I'll throw it Bring your friends through to the party We keep going through the morning All those haters on my back Yea I gotta shake em' off me I don't do no tick for tack Yea I gotta kill 'em softly