Luyện nghe bài hát Shake

Yep, G's up, ha, ha, I'm
(Trina, Trina, aww)
right
I done my game up and sexed my frame up

Shake the shake it
the shake with it
Shake the shake it
be fake with it

Shake the with it
Shake the with it
(Lil' Scrappy)
Shake the shake it
Don't be fake it
(Shake it)

Titties sit right, ass sit
I'm in the thong, behind this wooden leather
You can catch me, Beach, in the drop top Carerra
Or in the middle of somebody, floor, like whatever, drop

I keep it for you baby
'Cause on the down low, mama, know good for you, baby
(What's for me, babe?)
Bottle of for ya, me in a mini for ya
Show you love, that's if I got any for ya

I could it from the dollars to the pennies for ya
to back it, it up and then I bend it for ya
But I don't cheap
So you gotta Trina off, if you really want the right young freak

Pussy good, pumps, skeet, skeet
But first I need that new
It be a crime being this fine
And I get I want, I let 'em see it from behind, oh

me to do my little dance for ya?
Want me to do my little for ya?
(Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Okay, kay, kay

me to do my little dance for ya?
Make it clap like my for ya
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
Okay, kay, kay

me to do my little dance for ya?
Want me to do my dance for ya?
(Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Okay, kay kay

me to do my little dance for ya?
Make it like my hands for ya
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
it, shake it

Hair stay fixed, nails stay
Keep hotter than project grits
Paparazzi wanna if I'm gay
I'm the reason why Shaq came to M I A

Drop it like it's low, old man would've fainted on me
Maybe because the jeans look they was painted on me
And my shoe game, oh, so
I'm what your taste buds 'cause I'm so delicious

Diamond Princess, how you forget this?
Records and the hood be my witness
I'm the baddest walkin' the block
And you the saddest stalkin' the cop

I'm Miss O five, butter pecan thighs
Pretty eyes in the seven forty-five, you could keep up with me
I'm the Diamond Mami, drinkin' a gold bottle
Grown women say, I'm they role model, that

Want me to do my little for ya?
Want me to do my dance for ya?
(Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Okay, kay, kay

Want me to do my dance for ya?
Make it like my hands for ya
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
Okay, kay, kay, kay

me to do my little dance for ya?
Want me to do my little for ya?
(Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Okay, kay kay

Want me to do my little for ya?
Make it clap like my for ya
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
it, shake it

Now where my real bitches at, be takin' it off
And keep playas straight, breakin' 'em off
That's how you do that
And won't lie to ya
And it and it's fly to ya

like smokin' on a crib, lightin' up a dib
Poppin' one and puttin' some of me up on your lips, on lips
And no better high than me, baby
Call me sunshine 'cause you
the sky with me, baby

Purses and by Louis, Gucci
All from the pretty face and ghetto
you want, baby?
For me and you to do a porn,
Until you to beat it 'til the morn,

I'm extra sexual and
Could do us both, just so
And I could on it
And my phone calls like you can't bother me on it

Want me to do my little for ya?
Want me to do my little for ya?
(Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Okay, kay, kay

Want me to do my little for ya?
Make it like my hands for ya
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
Okay, kay, kay, kay

me to do my little dance for ya?
Want me to do my dance for ya?
(Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Okay, kay kay

Want me to do my little for ya?
Make it like my hands for ya
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
it, shake it

Shake the with it
the shake with it
Shake the with it
be fake with it

Shake the shake it
the shake with it
Shake the shake it
Don't be with it

Shake the with it
the shake with it
Shake the shake it
Don't be with it

Shake the with it
Shake the with it
Shake the with it
Don't be fake it

Okay, kay, kay, kay
I keep it hood for you,
'Cause on the down low, mama, know what's for you, baby, uh
I keep it for you, baby
'Cause on the low, mama, know what's good for you, baby
Okay, kay, kay, kay

And ain't no better than me, baby
Call me sunshine 'cause you
Touch the sky me, baby, come on
And ain't no high than me, baby
Call me sunshine you could
Touch the sky me, baby