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yfn lucci - shake sumn lyrics

[verse 1]
think it’s a game
yeah

[chorus: city girls]
i’ma shake something, shake something
move something, break something
fat -ss, you wanna taste some
you like that? then say something
daddy, is it good enough?
tell me, is it good enough?
do you like it when i move rough?
baby, tell me, is it good enough?

only money make my p-ssy c-m
remember where i get it from
shake something, shake something
move something, break something
fat -ss, you wanna taste some
you like that? then say something
daddy, is it good enough?
tell me, is it good enough?

[verse 1]
she wanna f-ck on the purp
she like when i make her quirt
if that p-ssy good get a purse
if that head good, quit workin’
she were mad she couldn’t get a birkin
her old man couldn’t pay for her surgery
i pull up in the benz, converted
i pull up, throw a ten in a hurry
whole lotta cash i’m throwin’
whole a lotta -ss you goin’
getting head, i’m a credit foreign
getting head on my path to yours
you selling your [?]
what you need a lil cap for the morning?
i ain’t tryna pay for sh-t, i’ma warn ya
i ain’t tryna pay for sh-t, i’ma warn ya

yeah, all that money can’t fit in that bag, yeah
b-tch, i’m living like that
that a maybach and this a g wag
i ain’t ever sat in no jet
i pop sh-t, n-gga, i talk cash
sh-t, bit my t–th, code red
my new bed, look, bed in my lap
bad b-tch, don’t k!ll no -ss

[verse 2]
you know me, i just want a lil ratchet b-tch
right me, i want something ratchet
drop top rows, getting head at the lights
she’ll be a city girl, not from the country (memphis)
i’m a dope boy, you know how we get the money
love in the kitchen, yeah, i’ll f-ck you on the stove top
walk through the trial, hundred thou, in some flip-flops
i don’t cop break and i don’t f-ck with no ops
no solid sh-t but she sucking like a blow pop

ay, b-tch want a birkin, i ain’t bad
she wants it tonight, i ain’t tryin’ it
looking for the money, can’t find it
plea deal on the table, i ain’t signin’
take planes, i ain’t no diamonds
yeah and the money keep climbing
yeah, any b-tch is gonna shake some
’cause all these b-tches slimey

- yfn lucci lyrics

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