G-Sh*t-Lil Scrappy

G-Sh*t - Lil Scrappy Yep, G's up, ha, ha, I'm back (Trina, Trina, aww) That's right I done stepped my game up and sexed my frame up Shake the shake with it Shake the shake with it Shake the shake with it Don't be fake with it Shake the shake with it Shake the shake with it (Lil' Scrappy) Shake the shake with it Don't be fake with it (Shake it) Titties sit right, a** sit better I'm mean in the thong, behind this wooden leather You can catch me, South Beach, in the drop top Carerra Or in the middle of somebody, dance floor, like whatever, drop I keep it hood for you baby 'Cause on the down low, mama, know what's good for you, baby (What's good for me, babe?) Bottle of Henny for ya, me in a mini for ya Show you some love, that's if I got any for ya I could make it from the dollars to the pennies for ya Back to back it, it up and then I bend it for ya But I don't come cheap So you gotta break Trina off, if you really want the right young freak P**sy good, couple pumps, skeet, skeet But first I need that new Bentley It should be a crime being this fine And I get what I want, I let 'em see it from behind, oh Want me to do my little dance for ya? Want me to do my little dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay Want me to do my little dance for ya? Make it clap like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay Want me to do my little dance for ya? Want me to do my little dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay kay Want me to do my little dance for ya? Make it clap like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Shake it, shake it Hair stay fixed, nails stay fixed Keep niggaz hotter than project grits Paparazzi wanna know if I'm gay Well I'm the reason why Shaq came to M I A Drop it like it's low, your old man would've fainted on me Maybe because the jeans look like they was painted on me And my shoe game, oh, so vicious I'm what your taste buds need 'cause I'm so delicious Diamond Princess, how could you forget this? Slip-N-Slide Records and the hood be my witness I'm the baddest thing walkin' the block And you the saddest thing stalkin' the cop I'm Miss three O five, butter pecan thighs Pretty brown eyes in the seven forty-five, you could keep up with me I'm the Diamond Mami, drinkin' from a gold bottle Grown women say, I'm they role model, swallow that Want me to do my little dance for ya? Want me to do my little dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay Want me to do my little dance for ya? Make it clap like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay, kay Want me to do my little dance for ya? Want me to do my little dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay kay Want me to do my little dance for ya? Make it clap like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Shake it, shake it Now where my real b**ches at, that be takin' it off And keep them playas straight, breakin' 'em off That's how you do that there And Trina won't lie to ya And sugarcoat it and it's fly to ya It's like smokin' on a crib, lightin' up a dib Poppin' one and puttin' some of me up on your lips, on your lips And ain't no better high than me, baby Call me sunshine 'cause you could Touch the sky with me, baby Purses and shoes by Louis, Gucci All from the pretty face and ghetto booty What you want, baby? For me and you to do a porn, baby Until you to beat it 'til the morn, baby I'm extra sexual and intellectual Could do us both, just so professional And I could wobbly on it And take my phone calls like you can't bother me on it Want me to do my little dance for ya? Want me to do my little dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay Want me to do my little dance for ya? Make it clap like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay, kay, kay Want me to do my little dance for ya? Want me to do my little dance for ya? (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Okay, kay kay Want me to do my little dance for ya? Make it clap like my hands for ya (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Shake it, shake it Shake the shake with it Shake the shake with it Shake the shake with it Don't be fake with it Shake the shake with it Shake the shake with it Shake the shake with it Don't be fake with it Shake the shake with it Shake the shake with it Shake the shake with it Don't be fake with it Shake the shake with it Shake the shake with it Shake the shake with it Don't be fake with it Okay, kay, kay, kay I keep it hood for you, baby 'Cause on the down low, mama, know what's good for you, baby, uh I keep it hood for you, baby 'Cause on the down low, mama, know what's good for you, baby Okay, kay, kay, kay And ain't no better high than me, baby Call me sunshine 'cause you could Touch the sky with me, baby, come on And ain't no better high than me, baby Call me sunshine 'cause you could Touch the sky with me, baby