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Taste (Make It Shake) [Remix]

Fenix Flexin and Aitch

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Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face, gal, I'm tryna get a taste
I'm just bopping, give a f*ck who's in the place
Gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking BAPE
Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face, gal, I'm tryna get a taste
I'm just bopping, give a f*ck who's in the place
Gucci buckle with the snake but my- (damn)

I'ma go sandwich with the ham (uh)
Take you higher than Khalifa when he bunnin' up in Dam (duh)
Ain't the gang, you ain't hitting nothing if you ain't my man
We never switching up, we sticking to the plan
Five niggas in the crib, two burgers in the pan
We don't feed the badders pasta, they eat beans out the can
Is you happy or you sad?
Spent your money and you still ain't bend my back
Now your baby mother belling down your line 'cause she mad (haha)
I'ma wiggle (wiggle), batty, make it jiggle (jiggle)
Never pay attention to these bitches in the middle (never)
They be coming for me while I make my money triple (go)
How you talking shit but then struggling for a nickel?
I'ma wiggle (shake), batty, make it jiggle (uh)
Never pay attention to these bitches in the middle (never pay attention)
They be coming for me while I make my money triple
How you talking shit but then struggling for a nickel? Ahh

Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face, gal, I'm tryna get a taste
I'm just bopping, give a f*ck who's in the place
Gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking BAPE
Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face, gal, I'm tryna get a taste
I'm just bopping, give a f*ck who's in the place
Gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie (ay, ay, ay) looking BAPE

Ay, Gucci buckle with a snake on it (snake on it)
These Amiri denims, bitch, put your face on it (put your face on it)
I'm tryna f*ck, why this bitch tryna talk to me? (talk to me)
Lil' nigga, I'on talk unless we talk money (shh)
Ay, nah, for real though, I keep it still though
Lil' bitch, can't be your friend, but I could be your dildo (bitch)
Yeah, I keep that Smith on me like my name was Willow (keep the stick on)
I'ma f*ck her from the back, nutted on a pillow
Ay, you a broke nigga, I'm a rich nigga
I'on really f*ck with dog but I f*ck this bitch, nigga (ha)
Had to kick her out the crib, she was taking pics, nigga
Couple bricks in the trunk, we boutta take a trip, nigga, ay
When I walk in, it's all designer (ay)
I keep syrup on a nigga like I'm Aunt Jemima (keep that syrup on me)
I'm an L.A. nigga but I'm out in Paris (out in Paris)
I ain't fuckin' with these niggas 'cause they scary, bitch

Yo, bottle popping, I'm wavy so I stay bopping
Got this lady moving crazy 'bout baby, no way I'm chopping (yeah)
She play me on the daily, say she rates the shit I'm dropping
Ask me "Can you take me shopping?"
I said "Baby, change the topic" (woo)
Tryna get this paper, stack it up, don't wanna pop a tag
Sum it up then double up, like f*ck a drug, I'll shot a gaff
Dem man, had to shut 'em up, they're runners up, they're not a match
Hate us but they're lovin' us, just pissed 'cause they ain't got a bag
Talk to me darlin', I'm loving the way you're shaking it
But I don't want all of the KitKat, I wanna break a bit (ahh)
Let me slow it down, just take it in when you're taking it
She wanted white chocolate and got it, she love the taste of it
Make it drop, watch it pop, she don't stop
Got me staring at you, girl, I think it's time to take it off, uh
Make it drop, watch it pop, she don't stop
Got me staring at you, girl, I think it's time to take it off

Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face, gal, I'm tryna get a taste
I'm just bopping, give a f*ck who's in the place
Gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking BAPE
Show 'em, baby, how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face, gal, I'm tryna get a taste
I'm just bopping, give a f*ck who's in the place
Gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie-

Written by: Harrison Armstrong, Jake Jones, James Murray, Mustafa Omer

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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