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Think it's a game Yeah I'ma shake something, shake something Move something, break something Fat ass, you wanna taste some You like that? Then say something Daddy, is it good enough? Tell me, is it good enough? Do you like it when I move rough? Baby, tell me, is it good enough? Only money make my pussy cum Remember where I get it from Shake something, shake something Move something, break something Fat ass, you wanna taste some You like that? Then say something Daddy, is it good enough? Tell me, is it good enough? She wanna fuck on the purp She like when I make her quirt If that pussy good get a purse If that head good, quit workin' She were mad she couldn't get a Birkin Letras de cancionesHer old man couldn't pay for her surgery I pull up in the Benz, converted I pull up, throw a ten in a hurry Whole lotta cash I'm throwin' Whole a lotta ass you goin' Getting head, I'm a credit foreign Getting head on my path to yours You selling your [?] What you need a lil cap for the morning? I ain't tryna pay for shit, I'ma warn ya I ain't tryna pay for shit, I'ma warn ya Yeah, all that money can't fit in that bag, yeah Bitch, I'm living like that That a Maybach and this a G Wag I ain't ever sat in no jet I pop shit, nigga, I talk cash Shit, bit my teeth, code red My new bed, look, bed in my lap Bad bitch, don't kill no ass I'ma shake something, shake something Move something, break something Fat ass, you wanna taste some You like that? Then say something Daddy, is it good enough? Tell me, is it good enough? Do you like it when I move rough? Baby, tell me, is it good enough? Only money make my pussy cum Remember where I get it from Shake something, shake something Move something, break something Fat ass, you wanna taste some You like that? Then say something Daddy, is it good enough? Tell me, is it good enough? You know me, I just want a lil ratchet bitch Right me, I want something ratchet Drop top rows, getting head at the lights She'll be a city girl, not from the country (Memphis) I'm a dope boy, you know how we get the money Love in the kitchen, yeah, I'll fuck you on the stove top Walk through the trial, hundred thou, in some flip-flops I don't cop break and I don't fuck with no ops No solid shit but she sucking like a blow pop Ay, bitch want a Birkin, I ain't bad She wants it tonight, I ain't tryin' it Looking for the money, can't find it Plea deal on the table, I ain't signin' Take planes, I ain't no diamonds Yeah and the money keep climbing Yeah, any bitch is gonna shake some 'Cause all these bitches slimey I'ma shake something, shake something Move something, break something Fat ass, you wanna taste some You like that? Then say something Daddy, is it good enough? Tell me, is it good enough? Do you like it when I move rough? Baby, tell me, is it good enough? Only money make my pussy cum Remember where I get it from Shake something, shake something Move something, break something Fat ass, you wanna taste some You like that? Then say something Daddy, is it good enough? Tell me, is it good enough? From Letras Mania