Speed up, go fast 4, 4, 4, 4 (ayy, ayy) Breath out, shake that ass Million, on me, JAY-Z Count up, fuck nigga, pay, me Breath in, breath in Breathe in, breathe in Breathe out, shake that ass

Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it) Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh) I slap her ass then I dab Runnin' to that bag (woah-woah) We be goin' for that bag (oh-oh) I smack her ass like that (that) Only want the head if she

Hallelujah, good to see ya Ain't no sting like a king bee shakedown Everybody digs when the boogie comes back around And the chill drunk buzzin' all night long There's a jingle in your pocket with a jangle in your hand Do you want your own money or your

Shake that shit Drop it down on it Made me get a couple bands drop it down on it Make you get a couple friends drop it down on it Turn around drop it down, drop it down on it Do it for a real nigga, do it for a boss Do somethin' for a boss, do somethin'

Now out of all the women in the place, you got me starin' at your pretty face. And with that body I could truly say that you are the one, you are the one, you are the one, ooh oooh. Amazed by the way that you shake them hips, shakin' your ass off in my

You got me so hypnotized The way your body rollin' round and round That booty keep bumping, titties just bouncin' up and down Now do it some more (just like that) Just do it some more (yes just like that) Girl do it some more (now shake that ass, make a

Make your ass shake like a waterbed Can I shake this feeling? You had me reeling Tonight, light a fire We'll be flying up and higher Burning bright, taking flight As we leave all our worries behind It is something special you have If you didn't know, but

She shake that ass and bring it back to me Bring that cash to me lil baby I'll help you with all your problems bae It's midnight Took a half baby It's halftime What's your math baby? You look alright Your heart is cold but it's warm inside your thighs

(You got them funny ass colors on, take it off) If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off (I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off) (Sh-Sh-Shake it off, or get banged on) Gettin' my bang on, red strings on Luis Vuitton kicks, Luis

And the sun will rise Dawn will break through the blackest night Distant in its glow This shall pass be still and know In this struggle Are we dead or alive? Freedom is not existence It's why we survive Shake our grief