Shake (feat. Lil Scrappy)

Yep! (G's up)

Ha, ha, I'm back!

(Trina, Trina, uh)

That's right

I done stepped my game up and sexed my frame up

Shake the shake with it

Shake the shake with it

Shake the shake with it

Don't be fake with it

Shake the shake with it

Shake the shake with it

(Lil Scrappy)

Shake the shake with it (Yes)

Don't be fake with it (Shake it)

Titties sit right, ass sit better

I'm mean in the thong behind this wooden leather

You can catch me South Beach in the drop top Carerra

Or in the middle of somebody dance floor like whatever, drop!

I keep it hood for you, baby

'Cause on the down-low

Momma know what's good for you, baby

(What's good for me, babe?)

Bottle of Henny for ya, me in a mini for ya

Show you some love, that's if I got any for ya (Aye, aye)

I could make it from the dollars to the pennies for ya (C'mon)

Back to backin' it up and then I bend it for ya

But I don't come cheap

So you gotta break Trina off if you really want the right young freak

Pussy good, couple pumps, skeet, skeet

But first I need that new Bentley

It should be a crime (That's right)

Being this fine (C'mon)

And I get what I want

I let 'em see it from behind, oh!

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

(Okay, 'kay, 'kay)

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

Make it clap like my hands for ya

(Aye, aye, aye, aye)

(Okay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay)

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye!)

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

Okay, 'kay 'kay

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

(Aye, aye, aye, aye!)

I make it clap like my hands for ya

(Shake it, shake it)

Hair stay fixed, nails stay fixed (That's right)

Keep **** harder than project bricks (Woo)

Paparazzi wanna know if I'm gay

Well, I'm the reason why Shaq came to M-I-A

(Aye, aye, aye, aye)

Drop it like it's low your old man would have fainted on me (That's right)

Maybe because the jeans look like they was bangin' on me

And my shoe game, oh, so vicious

I'm what your taste buds need 'cause I'm so delicious

Diamond Princess, how could you forget this?

Slip-n-Slide Records and the hood be my witness (Come on)

I'm the baddest thing walkin' the block (That's right)

And you the saddest thing stalkin' the cop

I'm Miss 305, butter pecan thighs

Pretty brown eyes in the 7-45, you could keep up with me (Damn)

I'm the Diamond mami drinkin' from a gold bottle

Grown women say I'm their role model, swallow that

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

(Okay, 'kay, 'kay)

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

Make it clap like my hands for ya

(Aye, aye, aye, aye)

(Okay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay)

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

(Okay, 'kay 'kay)

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

(Aye, aye, aye, aye)

And make it clap like my hands for ya

(Shake it, shake it)

Now where my real bitches at that be takin' it off?

And keep them players straight breakin' 'em off

That's how you do that there

And Trina won't lie to ya

And sugarcoat it and it's fly to ya

It's like smokin' on a crib, lightin' up a dib

Poppin' one and puttin' some of me up on your lips, on your lips

And ain't no better high than me, baby

Call me sunshine 'cause you can touch the sky with me, baby

Purses and shoes by Louis, Gucci

And it's all from the pretty face and ghetto booty

What you want, baby?

For me and you to do a porn, baby

And tell you to beat it 'til the morn, baby

I'm extra sexual and intellectual

Could do us both, just so professional

And I could wobbly on it

And take my phone calls like you can't bother me on it, uh

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

(Okay, 'kay, 'kay)

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

Make it clap like my hands for ya

(Aye, aye, aye, aye)

(Okay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay)

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

(Okay, 'kay, 'kay)

Want me to do my little dance for ya?

(Aye, aye, aye, aye!)

And make it clap like my hands for ya

(Shake it, shake it!)

Shake the shake with it

Shake the shake with it

Shake the shake with it

Don't be fake with it

Shake the shake with it

Shake the shake with it

Shake the shake with it

Don't be fake with it

Shake the shake with it

Shake the shake with it

Shake the shake with it

Don't be fake with it

Shake the shake with it

Shake the shake with it

Shake the shake with it

Don't be fake with it

(Okay, 'kay, 'kay)

I keep it hood for you, baby (That's right)

'Cause on the down-low momama know what's good for you, baby, uh

I keep it good for you, baby (Come on)

'Cause on the down-low momma know what's good for you, baby

(Okay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay)

And ain't no better high than me, baby

Call me sunshine 'cause you can touch the sky with me, baby (Come on)

And ain't no better high than me, baby

Call me sunshine 'cause you can touch the sky with me, baby (Ah)