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sugarhill keem & edot babyy - touch the ground lyrics

[intro: akon & sugarhill keem]
elias beats
hey ladies, drop it down
just wanna see you touch the ground
don’t be shy, girl, go bananza
shake your body like a belly dancer
hey ladies, drop it down
just wanna see you touch the ground
don’t be shy, girl, go bananza (look, grrah)
shake your body like a belly dancer (ayy)

[chorus: sugarhill keem]
we got booked wit’ the knocks
he came out same day (f+cking cop)
you a bum and you sue ek (grrah)
you not oy, get the f+ck out my face
you better not lack ’cause i know where you lay (grrah+grrah)
matt sav, he got hit in his face (grrah)
bri, your p+ssy was wack and it stink
you p+ssy, you told, you snitched on the gang (what the f+ck? like, grrah+grrah)

[verse 1: sugarhill keem & sha ek]
remember days you was cryin’ and sh+t (look)
you a rat, why you lyin’ and sh+t? (grrah+grrah)
ten toеs down, i’ma die for this sh+t (look)
you don’t stay where you livе, you be hidin’ and sh+t (grrah+grrah, boom)
[refrain: sha ek]
you be duckin’, that’s a fact
spin through the nick, tryna’ blitz on a makk
spun the twos, you wasn’t there
you play your block? n+gga, you was scared (on bro)

[verse 2: sha ek & edot baby]
it get graphic (word)
on the oz, i can’t talk on what happened (at all)
smokin’ on rippy, tryna catch a munna
on my dead, we gon’ hop out on stunna
die rey, die gz
n+gga, we had you coppin’ a plea (grrah+grrah)
i just texted your b+tch, i ain’t f+ck her
tried to sue me, now you goin’ under
grrah, grrah, grrah
n+gga hatin’, n+gga fake
you can’t come to the hood, n+ggas made you a plate (uh+huh, gang+gang+gang, grrah)
n+gga hatin’, n+gga fake
you can’t come to the hood (grrah), n+ggas made you a plate (grrah+grrah, grrah, uh+huh, gang+gang+gang)
like, like (baow+baow+baow)

[verse 3: edot baby & akon]
okay, free banga (free bro)
me and brodie was puttin’ in danger
no, we wasn’t flockin’ at strangers (baow, at all)
we with the main ones, i heard you bangin’ (baow+baow+baow)
you’s sanctioned? not at all
i bet this chop make him touch the ground (get on the floor)
lil’ thottie, i get in her drawers (baow)
she throw it back (baow), i’ma clap, no applause (baow+baow+baow)
[refrain: sha ek & sugarhill keem]
you be duckin’, that’s a fact
spin through the nick, tryna’ blitz on a makk
spun the twos, you wasn’t there
you play your block? n+gga, you was scared
that n+gga a rat, he ain’t toting no heat (at all)
i see that boy, rock him right to sleep (grrah)
ayy yo, e wit’ the dot, put holes in that v (grrah)

[chorus: sugarhill keem]
we got booked wit’ the knocks
he came out same day (f+cking cop)
you a bum and you sue ek
you not oy, get the f+ck out my face
you better not lack ’cause i know where you lay (grrah+grrah)
matt sav, he got hit in his face (grrah)
bri, your p+ssy was wack and it stink
you p+ssy, you told, you snitched on the gang (what the f+ck?)
like

[outro: akon]
hey ladies, drop it down
just wanna see you touch the ground
don’t be shy, girl, go bananza
shake your body like a belly dancer
hey ladies, drop it down
just wanna see you touch the ground
don’t be shy, girl, go bananza
shake your body like a belly dancer
hey ladies, drop it down
just wanna see you touch the ground
don’t be shy, girl, go bananza

- sugarhill keem edot babyy lyrics

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