Shake It (feat. Chris Brown)

Dolla $ign Keep it Z3N A1, this beat saucy Don't be trippin' off no bitch that ain't even yours (No) Don't be pourin' up my bottles, they ain't even yours (Oh, no) Don't be talking 'bout you ballin', you can't even score (No) Throw that Murcielago Lamborghini doors (Ooh, nana) Shake it good, shake it good, shake it good Shake it good, shake it good (Ooh-oh, shake it, baby) Shake it good, shake it good, shake it good (Oh-oh) Shake it good, shake it good You got ass shots? Hell nah, what you pay for 'em? I'ma crash out in the lobby, I'ma wait for 'em In the stash house, clean 'em out, and a eighth for 'em I'm a dark-skinned rich nigga on my Akon shit My lil' nigga, he a hitter, but he stay calm and shit Guarantee they runnin' off if I take home them bricks If that hoe ain't makin' money, it don't make common sense That lil' hoe ain't takin' nothin' 'less she take home my dick Don't be trippin' off no bitch that ain't even yours (No) Don't be pourin' up my bottles, they ain't even yours (Oh, no) Don't be talking 'bout you ballin', you can't even score (No) Throw that Murcielago Lamborghini doors (Ooh, nana) Shake it good, shake it good, shake it good Shake it good, shake it good (Ooh-oh, shake it, baby) Shake it good, shake it good, shake it good (Oh-oh) Shake it good, shake it good Don't be bringin' up my name, don't speak up on me, bitch Don't follow me, don't hit my line, don't sneak up on me, bitch You got that pussy for sale, bitch, I ain't buyin' it Said you want that bag, I ain't takin' you to Barney's Yeah, you tried, huh Big facts, .38 got a kickback I did that, that's why you ain't got your bitch back Look at me, look at me, in a pimp hat Cotton candy Cuban link just to mismatch .40 all on my waist, I'm tryna slide Then I put that .40 all in his face and shoot a nigga in the eye They be snitchin', buildin' cases, let 'em try Better warn 'em, California, Breezy, and Blac Youngsta (Ooh, nana) Shake it good, shake it good, shake it good Shake it good, shake it good (Ooh-oh, shake it, baby) Shake it good, shake it good, shake it good (Oh-oh) Shake it good, shake it good Don't be trippin' off no bitch that ain't even yours (No) Don't be pourin' up my bottles, they ain't even yours (Oh, no) Don't be talking 'bout you ballin', you can't even score (No) Throw that Murcielago Lamborghini doors (Ooh, nana) Shake it good, shake it good, shake it good Shake it good, shake it good (Ooh-oh, shake it, baby) Shake it good, shake it good, shake it good (Oh-oh) Shake it good, shake it good Don't be pickin' up no shit that you can't afford I don't hit on my bitch but I beat at yours (Skrrt) I might pull up with them hitters, BET Awards (Mm-mm) Plenty ice around my neck but we needed yours (Ayy) I ain't talkin' Wiz Khalifa when I say we them boys (Ayy) Lamborghini Aventador with them heated doors (Skrrt) LL Cool J, all I need is love (Love) They pour liquor on your grave but I pee in yours You know I'm a evil ass nigga and I'm low down (Low) You know I ain't fuckin' on that bitch 'less she go down (Down) I ain't know that nigga was shiest' as fuck, but I know now (Know) I'm the same nigga that'll bust when it go down, I ain't trippin' Don't be trippin' off no bitch that ain't even yours (No) Don't be pourin' up my bottles, they ain't even yours (Oh, no) Don't be talking 'bout you ballin', you can't even score (No) Throw that Murcielago Lamborghini doors (Ooh, nana) Shake it good, shake it good, shake it good Shake it good, shake it good (Ooh-oh, shake it, baby) Shake it good, shake it good, shake it good (Oh-oh) Shake it good, shake it good