Shake What Ya Momma Gave Ya lyrics
by Saucy Santana
[Intro]
Ho, ho
(Yo, Tre pour me the f*ck up ye’)
Get it b*tch
[Chorus]
Shake what ya momma gave ya
Now get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
If you ain’t throwin' cash, why the hell ya came bruh?
Lookin' for a n*gga wit’ a triple, double digits
Bald head scallywag, doo-doo brown (Yeah)
Now get on your knees and just scrub the ground
That’s my ass clappin' hands, ain’t gotta make a sound
I’m finna show y’all hoes how we get down (Ah-ah)
[Verse 1]
Jump on the di*k, b*tch, do yo' dance (Do yo' dance)
All the ballers out, hoe, you got one last chance (Yeah)
Grip-grip on the jeans, make the di*k stand (Alright)
How many licks do it take to get to candy land (Ow)
Wobble, wobble (Wobblе, wobble)
Shake it, shake it (Shakе it, shake it)
Poppin’ pus*y too hard, I’m bout to break it
A couple mil’ if you wanna see me naked
Everybody can’t hit, boy please, this pus*y sacred
Play pus*y, get f*cked, play Christmas, get decorated
Better hit the lotto if you think you finna penetrate it (Lotto)
pus*y talk money, baby boy, that’s automated
You ain’t got the bag, why you playin'? (Un-un)
What’s my favorite phrase? Bounce that ass
You in seat 40D, b*tch, this ass first class
I know my pus*y good, he ain’t gotta gas
Time up for you hoes, let me take out the trash
[Pre-Chorus]
Bend it over, bust it open, bend it over, bust it wide
Make him spaz, take his cash, but keep that n*gga on the side (Ah)
Hoochie momma’s in this b*tch, 2 Live Crew (Yeah)
I’m throwin' ass for cash, b*tch, what you gon' do? (Bop)
[Chorus]
Shake what ya momma gave ya
Now get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
If you ain’t throwin' cash, why the hell ya came bruh?
Lookin' for a n*gga wit’ a triple, double digits
Bald head scallywag, doo-doo brown (Yeah)
Now get on your knees and just scrub the ground
That’s my ass clappin' hands, ain’t gotta make a sound
I’m finna show y’all hoes how we get down (Ah-ah)
[Verse 2]
Bad lil' b*tch, on top tier di*k (Mm), make all the rich n*ggas go crazy (Ow)
Hell nah, I don’t want yo' baby (Nah)
Hell nah, I don’t wanna be yo' lady (Hehe)
But I'ma grip that di*k, while I ride that wood
Good pus*y like this, hoes wish they could (Yeah)
Pay all my bills, yes, you should
Ya last b*tch was free, but not this good good (Tuh)
pus*y saucy, diamonds costly
Wrist water, icy drippin' like a faucet (Ah)
Treat me like a salad, baby, toss me
pus*y got him senile, I think the n*gga lost me (Ah)
b*tches on my page, they lurkin'
Body perfect, where the surgeon?
pus*y super tight, I’m a virgin
Lil' di*k, big bags, so I act like it’s hurtin' (Ah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Bend it over, bust it open, bend it over, bust it wide
Make him spaz, take his cash, but keep that n*gga on the side (Ah)
Hoochie momma’s in this b*tch, 2 Live Crew (Yeah)
I’m throwin' ass for cash, b*tch, what you gon' do? (Bop)
[Chorus]
Shake what ya momma gave ya
Now get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
If you ain’t throwin' cash, why the hell ya came bruh?
Lookin' for a n*gga wit’ a triple, double digits
Bald head scallywag, doo-doo brown (Yeah)
Now get on your knees and just scrub the ground
That’s my ass clappin' hands, ain’t gotta make a sound
I’m finna show y’all hoes how we get down (Ah-ah)
[Outro]
Bust it baby
Ooh, bust it baby, ah
Bust it baby
Ooh, bust it baby
Bald head scallywag, doo-doo brown
Now get on your knees and just scrub the ground
That’s my ass clappin' hands, ain’t gotta make a sound