Taste (Make It Shake) (Remix feat. Hooligan Hefs & Nerve)

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Show 'em, baby
 How you flex and make it shake
 All that back and pretty face
 Girl, I'm tryna get a taste
 I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place
 Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bape
 Show 'em, baby
 How you flex and make it shake
 All that back and pretty face
 Girl, I'm tryna get a taste
 I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place
 Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bape
 Show 'em baby
 How you flex and make it bounce
 Make it drop it's getting hot
 Should we be waking up the house?
 Fuck it keep it up
 I know you love it when you're loud
 But if we hear the door knocking
 We can't make another sound
 Love my bruddas that's for life
 I know my family got me
 Couple bitches, couple haters
 Couple bands are on me
 Leave me be
 I live my life with fucking cameras on me
 Do my thing I'm setting pace go tell a man to stop me
 Couple bruddas got a job
 A couple buy and sell
 Grew up sliding round in north
 Manny you can kinda tell
 If you see me with a girl
 My chick be looking fly as well
 Louis V crepes and the belt but the bag's Chanel
 Had a rest and then
 I had to step the levels up
 Got it in my head that
 I'm the best so I ain't stressing much
 I ain't on the fake shit so
 I ain't gonna beg for love
 Gally love me anyway
 Big Shelley and I wet it up
 Show 'em, baby
 How you flex and make it shake
 All that back and pretty face
 Girl, I'm tryna get a taste
 I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place
 Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bape
 Show 'em, baby
 How you flex and make it shake
 All that back and pretty face
 Girl, I'm tryna get a taste
 I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place
 Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bape
 She tellin' me I'm fly for a white boy (Yeah)
 They want static;
 I'ma give 'em white noise (Ha)
 Ladies love my style, oi
 They be tryna get me all inside
 I eat the cookie, not the cake, baby
 I ain't catching typhoid (Ha)
 Me and my boys
 We know how to turn it up
 I see some people hating on the kid
 I see 'em burning up
 So word 'em up, don't get mad at me
 'Cause you don't earn enough (Ching)
 I'm chasin' up the green and when I leave
 I smoke that purple stuff
 Like, like I'm stepping up to the cheddar
 If they say they wantin' spice then
 I hit the beat with the pepper
 Got a booty in my right hand and
 Guinness all in my left
 And if she dancing like a weapon
 Then we gon' leave here together (Yeah)
 Throw it back, bust it open, that's a vibe
 Got her sounding like a Catholic
 The way she talking to Christ (Ha)
 If they telling you I ain't one of the best, that's a lie
 Straight from Manny out to Aussie
 I'm a legend till I die, like what
 Show 'em, baby
 How you flex and make it shake
 All that back and pretty face
 Girl, I'm tryna get a taste
 I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place
 Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bape
 Show 'em, baby
 How you flex and make it shake
 All that back and pretty face
 Girl, I'm tryna get a taste
 I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place
 Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bape
 They know who's who (Who)
 When I step up in the place
 Girls want to have a taste
 Pigs want me in a cage
 I face paint her face
 But I'm not a MUA
 Then I'm back to making papes
 Money making like ace
 If we're talking who's the realest
 Let me show 'em who's the realest
 I got real fucking drillers
 Cousin doing double digits
 And I'm still doing figures
 And I'm still with the hitters
 And I'm still sending presents
 For my brothers through visit
 Come a long way from the sinnin'
 Now I'm winnin'
 Doin' eetswa and I'm livin'
 Gucci print from the flippin'
 Now the pattern fits different
 I use card for the billin'
 Shoutout when I'm in the building
 (We got Hefs in the building)
 Ayy, any opp can get a taste
 Any time, any place
 Feeling handsome with the hand thing on my waist
 You got a boyfriend? That's okay
 I'm feeling petty with the wap
 Tell him come my way, ayy
 Show 'em, baby
 How you flex and make it shake
 All that back and pretty face
 Girl, I'm tryna get a taste
 I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place
 Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bape
 Show 'em, baby
 How you flex and make it shake
 All that back and pretty face
 Girl, I'm tryna get a taste
 I'm just bopping give a fuck who's in the place
 Gucci buckle with a snake but my hoodie looking bape
 

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Duration
03:33
Tempo
98 BPM

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