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[chorus x3] Shake it on down, baby Shake it on down Shake it on down, baby Paychecks come maybe But the net sums shady Your boss he got cash out the rectum baby So you hustle up quick Try to rustle up licks Babygirl, you involved in some muscle up shit Letras de canciones It's a meetin' in the ladies room Like the 80's tune This time you fin to play these goons In unison stomping All the registers are moppin' Your patna on the intercom "Yeah let's getting it poppin'" Like ya'll planned it They wasn't gonna hand it The boss called up and asked what ya'll demanded You said: [chorus x4] They bomb dropping like a psych With the check cash spot Wishin you could put more than Top Ramen in the pot F the police This mess don't cease If you starve quietly That's called peace We need to take 'em over Shake 'em and make 'em sober Ain't no jobs here and very little breakeola They run bizz smoothly We shut em down truly We gon' be unruly if they show up with the tulys You see they bathin' in it You know the gravin' image Ain't doin' nothin' yet still they got the main percentage Before it's finished we gon' shake it on down baby Shake it down [CHORUS x4] So here's the main thing Make your brain swain They drain the main vein sayin' that it's yellow rain Don't stick your tongue out, tryin' to drink a drop I'm tryin' to make the revolution and you speak of pop You got stolin' checks and fake ids 'Cause they got us gassed up but won't cut the cheese So you flush disease while the C-O-Ps swarm like a bunch of bees In court with a bunch of pleas It's a setup Mans 'round the world gettin' fed up yellin', "hey, cough the bread up!" And just [CHORUS x3] From Letras Mania