YFN Lucci – Shake Sumn lyrics

[Intro]
Think it's a game
Yeah

[Chorus: Yung Miami]
I'ma shake something, shake something
Move something, break something
Fat ass, you wanna taste some
You like that? Then say something
Daddy, is it good enough?
Tell me, is it good enough?
Do you like it when I move rough?
Baby, tell me, is it good enough?
Only money make my pussy cum
Remember where I get it from
Shake something, shake something
Move something, break something
Fat ass, you wanna taste some
You like that? Then say something
Daddy, is it good enough?
Tell me, is it good enough?

[Verse 1: yfn Lucci]
She wanna fuck on the purp
She like when I make her quirt
If that pussy good get a purse
If that head good, quit workin'
She were mad she couldn't get a Birkin
Her old man couldn't pay for her surgery
I pull up in the Benz, converted
I pull up, throw a ten in a hurry
Whole lotta cash I'm throwin'
Whole a lotta ass you goin'
Getting head, I'm a credit foreign
Getting head on my path to yours
You selling your [?]
What you need a lil cap for the morning?
I ain't tryna pay for shit, I'ma warn ya
I ain't tryna pay for shit, I'ma warn ya
Yeah, all that money can't fit in that bag, yeah
Bitch, I'm living like that
That a Maybach and this a G Wag
I ain't ever sat in no jet
I pop shit, nigga, I talk cash
Shit, bit my teeth, code red
My new bed, look, bed in my lap
Bad bitch, don't kill no ass

[Chorus: Yung Miami]
I'ma shake something, shake something
Move something, break something
Fat ass, you wanna taste some
You like that? Then say something
Daddy, is it good enough?
Tell me, is it good enough?
Do you like it when I move rough?
Baby, tell me, is it good enough?
Only money make my pussy cum
Remember where I get it from
Shake something, shake something
Move something, break something
Fat ass, you wanna taste some
You like that? Then say something
Daddy, is it good enough?
Tell me, is it good enough?

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
You know me, I just want a lil ratchet bitch
Right me, I want something ratchet
Drop top rows, getting head at the lights
She'll be a city girl, not from the country (Memphis)
I'm a dope boy, you know how we get the money
Love in the kitchen, yeah, I'll fuck you on the stove top
Walk through the trial, hundred thou, in some flip-flops
I don't cop break and I don't fuck with no ops
No solid shit but she sucking like a blow pop
Ay, bitch want a Birkin, I ain't bad
She wants it tonight, I ain't tryin' it
Looking for the money, can't find it
Plea deal on the table, I ain't signin'
Take planes, I ain't no diamonds
Yeah and the money keep climbing
Yeah, any bitch is gonna shake some
'Cause all these bitches slimey

[Chorus: Yung Miami]
I'ma shake something, shake something
Move something, break something
Fat ass, you wanna taste some
You like that? Then say something
Daddy, is it good enough?
Tell me, is it good enough?
Do you like it when I move rough?
Baby, tell me, is it good enough?
Only money make my pussy cum
Remember where I get it from
Shake something, shake something
Move something, break something
Fat ass, you wanna taste some
You like that? Then say something
Daddy, is it good enough?
Tell me, is it good enough?