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aitch - taste (make it shake) (aus remix) lyrics

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[chorus: aitch]
show ’em baby how you flex and make it shake
all that back and pretty face, gal, i’m tryna get a taste
i’m just bopping, give a f-ck who’s in the place
gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking bape
show ’em baby how you flex and make it shake
all that back and pretty face, gal, i’m tryna get a taste
i’m just bopping, give a f-ck who’s in the place
gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking bape

[verse 1: aitch]
show ’em baby how you flex and make it bounce
make it drop it’s getting hot should we be waking up the house?
f-ck 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 bruddahs that’s for life, i know my family got me
couple b-tches, couple haters, couple brands are on me
leave me be, i live my life with f-cking cameras on me
do my thing, i’m setting pace go tell a man to stop me
couple bruddahs 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 sh-t so i ain’t gonna beg for love
gally love me anyway, big sh-lly and i wet it up

[chorus: aitch]
show ’em baby how you flex and make it shake
all that back and pretty face, gal, i’m tryna get a taste
i’m just bopping, give a f-ck who’s in the place
gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking bape
show ’em baby how you flex and make it shake
all that back and pretty face, gal, i’m tryna get a taste
i’m just bopping, give a f-ck who’s in the place
gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking bape

[verse 2: nerve]
she tellin me i’m fly for a white boy
they want static, imma give them white noise
ladies love my style, oi
they be trynna get me all inside
i eat the cookie not the cake baby, i ain’t catching type void
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
i’m chasing 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 wanting spice then i hit the beat with the pepper
got a booty in my right hand and guiness all in my left
and if she dancing like a weapon then we gon leave here together
throw it back, bust it open, thats a vibe
got her sounding like a cathlic the way she talking to christ
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

[chorus: aitch]
show ’em baby how you flex and make it shake
all that back and pretty face, gal, i’m tryna get a taste
i’m just bopping, give a f-ck who’s in the place
gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking bape
show ’em baby how you flex and make it shake
all that back and pretty face, gal, i’m tryna get a taste
i’m just bopping, give a f-ck who’s in the place
gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking bape

[verse 3: hooligan hef$]
they know who’s who when i step up in the place
girls want to have a taste, pigs want me in a cage
i face paint her face but i not a mua
then i’m back to making paper, money making like ace
if we talking who’s the realest, let me show em who’s the realest
i got real f-cking drillers, cousin doing double digits
and i’m still doing figures and i’m still with the hitters
and i’m still sending presents for my brothers through visit
come a long way from the sinning now i’m winning
doing eats why, and i’m living
gucci print from the flipping out of ? fits different
i use ? for the billy, shoutout when i’m in the building
(got hef$ in the building
aye, any ? get a tatse, any time any place
feeling handsome with the hand thing on my waste
you got a boyfriend, that’s okay
i’m feeeling petty with the ? tell him come my way, aye

[chorus: aitch]
show ’em baby how you flex and make it shake
all that back and pretty face, gal, i’m tryna get a taste
i’m just bopping, give a f-ck who’s in the place
gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking bape
show ’em baby how you flex and make it shake
all that back and pretty face, gal, i’m tryna get a taste
i’m just bopping, give a f-ck who’s in the place
gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking bape



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