Shake It chords by Kay Flock

🎸 Intro:

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(Elias Beatz)
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Hey ladies, drop it down (Grrah)
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Just wanna see you touch the ground (Grrah, grrah grrah)
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Don't be shy girl, go Bananza (Grrah grrah)
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Shake ya' body like a belly dancer (Like, grrah)



🎸 Verse:
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Oh, we tryna bend on the oppas
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Bitch
I'm with 300 'jects and some Flockas
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Like, who hotter? Top shottas
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Hoodie'd up, dread down like a Rasta
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I'm Mr. Hang Out The V
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Tryna flock 'em, pop 'em, drop 'em (That boy—, touch the ground)
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If we don't got the—, we gon' hop 'em
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Bory hop out wit' the—, tryna chop 'em (Grrah grrah, boom)

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Talk on brodie, we spin for a week
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Slide with Kay, only spin for V's (Word to my mother)
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Got a lil' thottie that holdin' my beam
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Fuck that lil' boy who got left in a V (Rah
Rah)
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Slide with two chop's, it's like thirty in each
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I been fiendin' and itchin' to catch a YG
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And if hе bunny hop, he get left in thе scene (Grrah grrah)
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Nesty a bitch, nigga begged on his knees (Grrah)

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Bitch, it's 300
DOA, blow for the guys
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I'm on go for the guys, smoke a O with the guys
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Bitch
I hang out the V with the pole, let it fly
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They keep dissin' like I ain't get back, don't know why
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Bitch
I'm GBG, word to your dead, word to mines
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Talk on Nazzy and Berry, you must wanna die
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Talk on JayRipk and deads but what happened to—
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We don't mention that boy who got turned into za'



🎸 Chorus:
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Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
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I'm with the Flockas
I bet she get naked
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Walk with the 'Migos and Henny, no chasin', like
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Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
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I'm with the Flockas
I bet she get naked
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Shorty, she buggin', she want me to spank it, like

🎸 Verse:
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Ayy, you on hots? Bitch
I'm on hots too
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I pull up to your window like drive thru
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Come get showered with bullets, no bridal
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Put a tag on your head
I could buy you (Bah)
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Like, huh? (Like, huh), like, what? (Like, what)
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None of these bitches is tough (On gang)
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I'm with the shits and it give me a rush
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Shorty be lookin', think she got a crush (Oh, yeah)
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I'm not a steppa', bitch
I'm a stomper
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All of my opps get mixed with the grabba
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Broke bitch said she was gon' touch me (Like, what)
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She lyin', hakuna matata
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All the bros know I'm uppin'
I'll boom for 'em (Boom)
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All the opps hope heaven got room for 'em (Grrah)
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Everything's dead, nothing is friendly
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Up in my Prada, up in Balenci' (Grrah grrah, grrah)
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Fuck is she thinkin'? Know that I'm sanctioned
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You crazy? Bitch
I'm retarded ('Tarded)
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You okay? Something is wrong (Wrong)
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Try to play me, you know I perform (Grrah grrah, boom)



🎸 Chorus:
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Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
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I'm with the Flockas
I bet she get naked
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Walk with the 'Migos and Henny, no chasin', like
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Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
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I'm with the Flockas
I bet she get naked
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Shorty, she buggin', she want me to spank it, like

🎸 Outro:
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Hey ladies, drop it down
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Just wanna see you touch the ground
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Don't be shy girl, go Bananza
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Shake ya' body like a belly dancer