Shake It Shake It

[Hook: Demetrius Capone] Shake it, shake it, baby girl work it They get naked, now they all jerkin' Make it hop, make it drop, shake it then stop Upside down, now make the shit pop (x2) [Verse 1: Demetrius Capone] All my thug niggas love strippers, shit We love strippers who love spitter shit We unzip it since I can tongue twist it Flippin' it quick as tongue, she want me to tongue kiss her clit I'm in the club and the show finna pop now I let her know I got a pole you can slide down Shorty get it in, daddy grow hard Shorty get it in, no panties no bra I pay for the performance but I don't ever play for it I take her home and now we about to make a porn I make it rain on her head, that's what I call brainstormin' She rainin' wet, and now I'm in her rain forest [Verse 2: Andrew 'Dice' Dinero] As soon as the club close, straight to mo' I plan to go Where you can pull down my pants, play fan and blow But for now mommy come and give your man a show Clap for me like I'm askin' for a standin' oh Get naked broad, take it off, face the wall Chick make you fall, make you [?] shake it all Make it quick n all, straight break you off I love it when you crawl, won't take another cake that tossed Look back at it mommy while you go to work Damn, they're givin' us a heart attack, go call the nurse You can jump in my lap, noggin first, show me how your jaws can work Ma but first, take off your drawers and skirt [Hook: Demetrius Capone] (x2) [Verse 3: Kenny] This stripper wanna F, that's perfect cuz I'm a letter G, yep, I'm certain no one is better When gettin' at a chicken, you already know how Kenny works I get in her head, and then my head get in her Show me your stacked, if you want some stacks in Show me your rack, that's if you want some racks in Show me your cat and then this cat throw you some cash Now lower your back end, throw out your back and Keep grindin', to get your cash freak, grind it Keep windin', now bring it back, rewind it Now look over your shoulder like you behind your back While you watchin' your back, makin' it hoppin' and clap [Verse 4: Julius Luciano] You can call me a make-it-rain dude But tonight, baby, I ain't in a make-it-rain mood Let me get into the psyche of a stripper It's easy, she'll like me if I tip her But naw, you should gimme ass on the house We should do the deed, it's somethin' you need Like your ass on the house, I want some complimentary head Get the camera, we can make a cockumentary, yeah Y'all get what I said, let's make a film but I was hard for a chick To get a blowjob, you should star in it with Me, work hard for your tips but the hard tip of my dick is all you should get [Hook: Demetrius Capone] (x2) [Verse 5: Sauce Tha Boss] If you don't wanna get rained on, you better stand back I'mma show you a storm nigga, the weatherman back If I hit a stripper, baby you bet her ass fat Her backyard bigger that the what? Neverland Ranch I don't got a [?], I can get you sprung, huh All these go-go strippers wanna come come You lookin' for a bigger boss nigga, it ain't one That's why call me Mr. Sauce, cuz I'm A-1 [Verse 6: 1Known] Yeah what's up baby girl, you know what it is Move somethin', shake somethin', let me see you strip That Olympic shit, girl let me see you flip She got me turkey though, she like to gobble dick I call snicker bar chick cuz her body thick And don't worry about the money, got a lot of it We bosses in this bitch, you know how we do it Go on, drop that ass to this C.O.B music [Hook: Demetrius Capone] (x2)