Shake 'Em Off

作曲：Arbie Wilson,Bobbie Sandmanie,Christopher Bridges,Justin Scott,Kristopher Campbell

All these broke **

These lames, these hoes and gold diggers

Gotta shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em like a **

These ** out here trippin'

Hit the strip club, ** ain't tippin'

I don't hang with them kind of **s

When you see me in the spot, we be clubbin'

Poppin' bottle after bottle with my kin'

I've been ** with my people to the end

Get a Bentley, a Beamer and a Benz

Don't be playin' if you ain't tryna' win

These broke **, hoes and these lames

They **in' up the game

These hoe **, police and these lames

They **in' up the game - All these

All these broke **

These lames, these hoes and gold diggers

Gotta shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em like a **

These hoes flexin' on the **

Bought it off the lot and now they lookin'

Forgiatos on them damn exotics

It's ironic, I'm still blowing on that chronic

Move like Sonic

It's a lot of bad ** in the building

And they all want to ** a G

Still remaining sucker free

Shoutout KRIT, he ** with me

He be on that country **

I be on that cool wave

Hunnids in a suitcase

Play the game like 2k

**, ** what you say

Clean like a new fade

Fresh like a school day

Ho', just play your part

**, play your part

No he wasn't real, he been flexin' from the start

They call me Wave, aye

All these broke **

These lames, these hoes and gold diggers

Gotta shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em like a **

Now, phony **, get the hell off my phone

I'm sittin' on some millions, you still sittin' on chrome

Your bank account is crying cause it's missing all these commas

Seven series Beamer, still livin' with yo' mama

Ain't enough designer shades in the game for you to see

There'll never be a pimp type, light skin, player muthafucka like me

I'm a G, and I'm a tipper

We never smoke none of the same grades

Drank none of the same liquor

We're not ** same **, not slapping the same asses

Eating the same foods or paying the same taxes

Driving the same cars or shop at the same places

When you bend yo' girl over she don't make the same faces

**

All these broke **

These lames, these hoes and gold diggers

Gotta shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em like a **

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Shake 'em like a **