Lagu Teratas Berdasarkan LadyK NoSpace
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kyla Teana Woodards
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Prod. By Felix From 65
Songwriter
Uri Blunt
Songwriter
Kyla Teana Woodards
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Prod. By Felix From 65
Producer
Felix Feldman
Producer
Lirik
Aye Felix, U snapped wit this one
Shake Sumn
Shake Sumn
Shake Sumn
And Imma make it shake (aye)
Bills Due?
Gotta make it shake
Grind Hard
Gotta make that cake
Drop it low
Gone make it quake
I, can't stop til I make millions in a day
If you a hustler then this the new anthem
Want that money clean? Buy a new phantom
In tha club throwin money like a tantrum
And if you got some green Baby, you handsome
Rubber bands poppin off, gotta make it clap
Told me hold his money for him, thousands in my lap
LadyK be pimpin he gone tip me when I rap
He could never leave me, this a different kinda trap
This a different kinda trap, got em all addicted
Wanna lick my lips. Yes they are delicious
Feelings for these dudes. Yes we are resistant
Say he scared of my crew cuz we armed and vicious
Bills Due?
Gotta make it shake (shake it up)
Grind Hard
Gotta make that cake (cake down)
Drop it low
Gone make it quake (quake down)
Can't stop til I make millions in a day (ay ay)
Bills Due?
Gotta Make it shake (shake it up)
Grind Hard
Gotta make that cake (cake it up)
Drop it low
Gone make it quake (ay ay ay)
Cant stop til I Make millions in a day
Real Trill
This that Westside shit
Ya bills due?
Oh you think I'm tr-trickin
Neva catch em sl-slippin
In the club off the liquor
She could see a **** ice cold
Shake sumn I ain't tippin
Bad bad
Take my belt off, spank that ass
**** tipped, she say "You ain't my Dad Dad"
Then popped it like a firework
Hands on ya knees touch the floor God damn she acrobatic
She got me gettin low workin my nerves like damn I got sciatica
Make that ass clap (clap)
Make that ass clap (clap)
Make that ass clap (clap)
Make that ass clap (clap)
I'm like, "Why you actin shy? Look in yo eyes I see you urkin, Baby"
"Ok I know I'm just that guy and you can't leave
Fuck it I'm perfect, Baby" (wop wop wop)
Bills Due?
Gotta make it shake (shake shake shake)
Grind Hard
Gotta make that cake (cake cake cake)
Drop it low
Gone make it quake (quake quake quake)
I, can't stop til I make millions in a day (uh huh)
Bills Due?
Gotta make it shake (make it shake)
Grind Hard
Gotta make that cake (make that cake)
Drop it low
Gone make it quake (make it quake)
I, can't stop til I make millions in a day (ah)
He say "C'mon Baby. Shake it, do it fast like you gone break it"
Better watch his bag or all his money K gone take it
Goin stupid, can't take her
Naw I'm flodgin catch it all
The way she actin' she throwin her back out
You ain't gettin a dime girl whatchu talm bout?
I can march it on my bro I don't want no dimes I want it all (cash)
I ain't askin for no hand outs. Way I twerk deserve it all
Told him "Lay back on the wall" I throw it back and he gone fall (Timber)
"Only want what's in them pockets. You can keep what's in them drawls"
Yeah I keep losing control. Let me really stop fronting
From the back to the front
I ain't dodgin. I ain't no challenger
You gone ride and I'm the passenger
And suck on you like pacifier
The way she throwin it back, it's so much torque I had to catch a fire
Bills Due?
Gotta make it shake (make it shake)
Grind hard
Gotta make that cake (make that cake)
Drop it low
Gone make it quake (make it quake)
I, can't stop til I make millions in a day (ay)
Bills Due?
Gotta make it shake (make it shake)
Grind hard
Gotta make that cake (make that cake now)
Drop it low
Gone make it quake (make it quake now)
Can't stop til I make millions in a day (cash)
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
And look back at it
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
And look back at it
Written by: Felix From 65, Kyla Teana Woodards, Uri Blunt