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lachat - salt shakers lyrics

{chorus: repeat 2x}
they some salt shakers, they shakin’ shakin’ on your girl
they some salt shakers, they shakin’ shakin’ on your girl
they some hating -ss hoes and they all up in your grill
they be smiling in you’re face, but they smile aint real

{verse 1}
at first it was the hatin’ and the muggin’
but now you actin’ like you got some lovin’
i know that you a snake b-tch sneaky
stay close so i won’t see your weakin’
do you really think that we is cool
youz a d-mn fool
i’m on that out to make this loop
i be watchin’ you
and i can tell you out to get me
but hoe before i go you got to kill me
you wanna kick it cause you know it goin’ down
i ain’t a weak b-tch smackin’ b-tches out a crowd
while you be, be talkin’ sh-t behind my back hoe
(ooh-wee) i just can’t wait to let my cover blow
i said that i don’t f-ck wit hoes anyway
you ain’t got to be in my grill bein’ fake
i hate it when a b-tch think that i’m dumb
keep on kissin’ my -ss you don’t want none

{repeat chorus}

{verse 2}
i be f-ckin’ wit a b-tch, ’cause a b-tch don’t smoke
when we be ridin’ i be askin’ you to fire up that dope
i got no love for you hoe, just keepin’ it real
i got no friends, mama told me that a friend will kill
i guess you don’t believe b-tch, sh-t you pull this thang
you try to imitate my style just to get you some w-ng
but did you know chat i really don’t be givin’ a f-ck
a b-tches hoe talkin’ back and then you might get stuck
’cause you do not see that i see you
full of animosity but
it’s not hard for me to teach you
how to be gone just like me b-tch
you wanna war, then i’ma load up my nine
you wanna squash it, then my n-gg-h it’s fine
i got to show a b-tch that i’m about mine
can’t let you slide hoe to many times (yeah)

{repeat chorus}

{verse 3}
you hoes kills me
why in the f-ck you do that sh-t
just stop the hating
that’s why i can’t f-ck wit a b-tch and that is f-cked up
you better watch your every move or you’ll get shot up
aint got a d-mn thang to prove, you want my n-gg-h
so then you tell him lies and sh-t that you had made up
a low down b-tch you told him everythang you thought of
can’t drop no thought down on me b-tch, we got some real love
colaboration wit a thug, so i trick you
i know you know i can’t be friends wit an ex-hoe
have conversations wit yo’ wanch, so we can stay close
we kick and talk, you tellin’ me bout where you stay at
and mane that’s good, ’cause now i know just where to buck at
i know you hate me but you actin’ like it’s all cool
you wanna get me, i’m the one he’s commin’ home to
you need to stay the f-ck up outta of my grill
’cause you ain’t real this sh-t is gonna lead to a kill

{repeat chorus}

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