Leaving, retreating, I crave her, I am her What do I have to do to make you shake Your fault lines are deceiving This is gonna hurt, make no mistake
shit that rock shit, that make you drop your top shit That got the game on lock shit, that make you body rock shit That make you shoot your glock quick, make
state Dissin' off niggas out to playa hate Butt-naked hoes is all we do 'Cause no one got the freaks like the Crew Runnin' through the nation without a care Holler at your
Keep shakin' your head, like a goose And work your body 'till it gets loose Ladies, bend your back and also your knees Shake your titties and let me squeeze
on me cause they phony But you was different -- I got no need to be suspicious Cause I can tell -- my life with you would be delicious The way you lick your lips and shake your
] [2]-Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake it mama Shake it Cali Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake it shake it shake
Shake Shake it baby Shake Shake it, Shake it baby Shake Shake it, Shake it Cali (Shake it Cali) Shake Shake it baby Shake Shake it Shake Shake
years, there's plenty more When they ask me, when will the violence cease? When your troops stop shootin niggaz down in the street Niggaz had enough time to make
, cause our feeling is real Some new jacks don't know the deal If you can shake it (shake it), and not fake it (fake it) C'mon rise you're gonna make make make
bitch don't slip Don't make me put a lump on your lip A dip in your hip, I'm snatchin' your shit I want it all so give me it Am I a Luna-chic? Uh huh,
Hopped you on the first plane took you to another state Different place, different face, stallion in the balla race Baby what ya gonna make, baby gave a little shake
strong Until we reunite, live on, your memory From the seeds you planted gently Thanks for being there for me And all the time you spent with me Love sent for me
for the encore, Couple more make you feel like you're holding down floor! You ain't a whore, cause they make money, You're just a bum with somebody's DNA on your tummy. Ask your
and get those amps (You know!) [Chorus x2] In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper You see me
die style, let's see Yo, the track's banging like an armaretta shake son Take some, 50 on whatever we make son (Raekwon) Yo now let me show you how my
cause jam shake like that I'm the cold, baby back your ass up on that Let me see if your pussy fat Touch it where your private at Is you cool with that? Cause
Jump on the bandwagon, mashing like the pony express Moving my weight straight, Peruvian flakes I pull mo' cake state to state, then you cats hallucinate The moves I make
