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highway - shake it up lyrics
[intro]
shake it up
you don’t know how to make her feel
you don’t know how to make me feel, ay
problem is you trust me
you don’t know how to make me feel, oh
[chorus]
i take the world, i shake it up
i come from nothin’ that’s the truth, can’t make it up
love how she give me fabulous
and i’ve been f_cking hoes ain’t have enough of em
i’m taking her guts and ain’t giving none to her
she calling it love, can’t call it nothing
i got a problem its money i’m in love with
my n_ggas stay on dumb sh_t i’m with them savages, they know just who i come with
she say she had enough
we had enough
i hit from the back, she batter up, saddle up
i just need two cups stuffed
blowin’ on this stuffed crust
i’m busy getting high as f_ck
f_ck the opps we [?]
can’t you see b_tch can’t ride with us
[verse 1:]
sad for my problems, i pick the drac up
he with them goblems i pick that drac up
these n_ggas plastic, these n_ggas rappers, and actors
he on the net sneak dissin’, know what that does
them n_ggas move like police callin’ back up
you in my way, i’m going to pick this bag up
i rock designer in the hood, oh it feel good, shout out my momma
this here raf simmons [?], could’ve left strips all on my [?]
she wanna hump twice a day like she was riding on a llama
i can’t remember her d_mn name, don’t even know what i should call her
she married, b_tch [?], got a lil fine ass f_ckin’ momma
i’m [?]
[chorus]
i take the world, i shake it up
i come from nothin’ that’s the truth, can’t make it up
love how she give me fabulous
and i’ve been f_cking hoes ain’t have enough of em
i’m taking her guts and ain’t giving none to her
she calling it love, can’t call it nothing
i got a problem its money i’m in love with
my n_ggas stay on dumb sh_t i’m with them savages, they know just who i come with
she say she had enough
we had enough
i hit from the back, she batter up, saddle up
i just need two cups stuffed
blowin’ on this stuffed crust
i’m busy getting high as f_ck
f_ck the opps we [?]
can’t you see b_tch can’t ride with us
[verse 2:]
[?]
i miss my lesbo
she tried to drive me f_cking crazy, i had to let go
i treat a b_tch like a f_ckin’ b_tch, take her to petco
so high, and so f_cking fly, [?]
free working is a h_ll no, i’m working with my elbows
be quiet, we strapped like velcro
like what you wanna cheer for
do’t make me spaz, i’ve been in [?]
i’ll really get to k!ll mo
i finna k!ll her sh_t, she spread her legs wide as a field goal
the 30 got a f_ckin’ d_ck, you got a d_ld_
i need a couple m’s, why would i chill for
scalps we gon peel those
she suck me, gon [?]
the m’s for the real ones, and racks for the lil bros
[chorus]
i take the world, i shake it up
i come from nothin’ that’s the truth, can’t make it up
love how she give me fabulous
and i’ve been f_cking hoes ain’t have enough of em
i’m taking her guts and ain’t giving none to her
she calling it love, can’t call it nothing
i got a problem its money i’m in love with
my n_ggas stay on dumb sh_t i’m with them savages, they know just who i come with
she say she had enough
we had enough
i hit from the back, she batter up, saddle up
i just need two cups stuffed
blowin’ on this stuffed crust
i’m busy getting high as f_ck
f_ck the opps we [?]
can’t you see b_tch can’t ride with us
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