Touch The Ground lyrics

by

Sha EK


[Intro: Akon & SugarHill Keem]
Elias Beats
Hey, ladies, drop it down
Just wanna see you touch the ground
Don't be shy, girl, go bananza
Shake your body like a belly dancer
Hey, ladies, drop it down
Just wanna see you touch the ground
Don't be shy, girl, go bananza (Look, grrah)
Shake your body like a belly dancer

[Chorus: SugarHill Keem]
We got booked wit' the knocks
He came out same day (f*cking cop)
You a bum and you sue EK (Grrah)
You not OY, get the f*ck out my face
You better not lack 'cause I know where you lay (Grrah-grrah)
Matt Sav, he got hit in his face (Grrah)
Bri, your pus*y was wack and it stink
You pus*y, you told, you snitched on the gang (What the f*ck? Like, grrah-grrah)

[Verse 1: SugarHill Keem & Sha EK]
Remember days you was cryin' and sh*t (Look)
You a rat, why you lyin' and sh*t? (Grrah-grrah)
Ten toеs down, I'ma die for this sh*t (Look)
You don't stay where you livе, you be hidin' and sh*t (Grrah-grrah, boom)
[Refrain: Sha EK]
You be duckin', that's a fact
Spin through the Nick, tryna' blitz on a Makk
Spun the twos, you wasn't there
You play your block? n*gga, you was scared (On bro)

[Verse 2: Sha EK & Edot Baby]
It get graphic (Word)
On the Oz, I can't talk on what happened (At all)
Smokin' on Rippy, tryna catch a Munna
On my dead, we gon' hop out on Stunna
Die Rey, die Gz
n*gga, we had you coppin' a plea (Grrah-grrah)
I just texted your b*tch, I ain't f*ck her
Tried to sue me, now you goin' under
Grrah, grrah, grrah
n*gga hatin', n*gga fake
You can't come to the hood, n*ggas made you a plate (Uh-huh, gang-gang-gang, grrah)
n*gga hatin', n*gga fake
You can't come to the hood (Grrah), n*ggas made you a plate (Grrah-grrah, grrah, uh-huh, gang-gang-gang)
Like, like (Baow-baow-baow)

[Verse 3: Edot Baby & Akon]
Okay, free Banga (Free bro)
Me and brodie was puttin' in danger
No, we wasn't flockin' at strangers (Baow, at all)
We with the main ones, I heard you bangin' (Baow-baow-baow)
You's sanctioned? Not at all
I bet this chop make him touch the ground (Get on the floor)
Lil' thottie, I get in her drawers (Baow)
She throw it back (Baow), I'ma clap, no applause (Baow-baow-baow)
[Refrain: Sha EK & SugarHill Keem]
You be duckin', that's a fact
Spin through the Nick, tryna' blitz on a Makk
Spun the twos, you wasn't there
You play your block? n*gga, you was scared
That n*gga a rat, he ain't toting no heat (At all)
I see that boy, rock him right to sleep (Grrah)
Ayy yo, E wit' the dot, put holes in that V (Grrah)

[Chorus: SugarHill Keem]
We got booked wit' the knocks
He came out same day (f*cking cop)
You a bum and you sue EK
You not OY, get the f*ck out my face
You better not lack 'cause I know where you lay (Grrah-grrah)
Matt Sav, he got hit in his face (Grrah)
Bri, your pus*y was wack and it stink
You pus*y, you told, you snitched on the gang (What the f*ck?)
Like

[Outro: Akon]
Hey ladies, drop it down
Just wanna see you touch the ground
Don't be shy, girl, go bananza
Shake your body like a belly dancer
Hey ladies, drop it down
Just wanna see you touch the ground
Don't be shy, girl, go bananza
Shake your body like a belly dancer
Hey ladies, drop it down
Just wanna see you touch the ground
Don't be shy, girl, go bananza
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