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the shake back - zaybang lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, we trappin’ [?])
what you think, b*tch? (baow)
huh (that n*gga, mir made the beat, here we go again)
hey, look

[chorus]
and we could state facts (n*gga)
i know they ‘member i was broke, this the shake back (n*gga)
i keep it movin’ ’round this b*tch like a racetrack
that lil’ n*gga fell off ’cause he can’t stack
but, ayy, look, n*gga, step one
if you see n*ggas scared to shoot, n*gga, step up
[?][0:23]
and they ain’t get a chance to run, how i crept up
but, ayy, look, n*gga, step two
you got a b*tch with a bag, she should bless you
and when we finally make a ticket, what’s the next move? (ayy, what’s the next move?)
i’m sh*ttin’ on my ex*b*tch, where the restroom? like, n*gga, now (ayy, where the bathroom at?)
n*gga, step three, if you don’t f*ck with fns, get the best gleek
and how you smoke with no tree? that’s a pet peeve (n*gga)
and shorty say she wanna f*ck, baby, let’s leave
[verse]
but, ayy, look, see, this my best week (n*gga)
they probably think i said that because [?][0:52]
her n*gga never buy nothin’ ’cause he too cheap
a whole six of wockhardt and i can’t sleep, like, n*gga, d*mn
see, this a double cup, i only had two bands, tryna double up (i’m tryna make some’)
i love ’em when they with they friends and they wanna f*ck
and she ain’t cheatin’, but i’m next, i’m the runner*up, like, n*gga, look
this ring look like i just won the super bowl
i got this n*gga main b*tch on a stripper pole
and now she even teach her friends, that’s a given goal
and why you tryna save that b*tch? bro, that b*tch a ho
the type of n*gga we be sendin’ to the corner store (look, n*gga)
and i ain’t turnin’ down no bag if it’s on the floor
and every time they see me out, i had a dinner roll (i had a dinner role)
i know that dusty*ass sweater need a lint roll (it need a lint roll)
you better watch what you say, ’cause you can’t take it back (n*gga, look)
see, it get spicy in my city, this the [?][1:33]
i put this d*ck up in her ribs, yeah, in baby back (baby back)
and you ain’t ever spent a hundred and just made it back
and you ain’t ever send no ps out to three states (out to three states)
and you’d rather send some green, you a cheapskate (you a cheapo)
i told her, “post it on the net, ’cause you need dates” (’cause you need that)
the first thing she give is next ’cause i need face (yeah, i need that)
my brother called me from the penn’, he need a green dot (he need a green dot)
a rich n*gga, but i still ain’t wearin’ reeboks (ain’t wearin’ reebok)
these n*ggas runnin’ round with ghosts, that’s a fake glock (that’s a fake glock)
and what the f*ck you finna do with that eight shots? (with that eight shots)
[chorus]
and we could state facts (state facts)
i know they ‘member i was broke, this the shake back
i keep it movin’ ’round this b*tch like a racetrack
that lil’ n*gga fell off ’cause he can’t stack
but, ayy, look, n*gga, step one
if you see n*ggas scared to shoot, n*gga, step up
[?]
and they ain’t get a chance to run, how i crept up
but, ayy, look, n*gga, step two
you got a b*tch with a bag, she should bless you
and when we finally make a ticket, what’s the next move?
i’m sh*ttin’ on my ex*b*tch, where the restroom? like, n*gga, now
n*gga, step three, if you don’t f*ck with fns, get the best gleek
and how you smoke wtih no tree? that’s a pet peeve (ayy, look)
and shorty say she wanna f*ck, baby, let’s leave (ayy, look)

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