Ham Bome - Shake (feat. Noop) Lyrics

(Ayo Miles run it up)
I know you such a classy one
Shawty go let's have some fun
(Shake)
Girl you such a baddie
I see you got that ass, yeah
I told ya turn around and clap it
'Cause I'ma throw this cash yeah
Know you what this baggie
So come shake it for daddy
Ham and you know I like it nasty
Yeah
Huh
F*ck on yo bitch she know what I like
Puttin' my 2 fingers all up inside her
Red the Apple but don't need the cider
I'm in NY and I don't gotta lie
Send to my lor if he wantin' some more I be trappin' in B-more like I'm in the wire
Michelin Man when she want the fire
I get her high then I roll like the tires
Uh huh
Throw up the cash it fall from the sky
See all the pink and the blues in the light
It's gettin' her wet, she gettin' excited
F*ck it I'm rubbin' a dub on her thigh
I'm tryna take you back wit me tonight
I'm tryna f*ck 'cause you know it ain't love
I'll give you the drugs, know I'm your supplier
Yeah, yeah
She make it shake like a seizure
She had a nigga he lost it
You knowin' finders is keepers
Lil' bit of liquor and reefer
She got a freaky demeanor
Walk out the spot wit ya lady, light
Turned off the top she leaking
(Wet, wet, wet)
I beat it like bad behavior
I know she wantin' to lay up but you gotta be a play maker
Long as I hit I'm good
A nigga completed the mission
She do a line on my dick
She be a freak when she sniffing
(Shake)
Girl you such a baddie
I see you got that ass, yeah
I told ya turn around and clap it
'Cause I'ma throw this cash yeah
Know you what this baggie
So come shake it for daddy
Ham and you know I like it nasty
Yeah
I'm from the bottom where the, shake is found
When I get the pound I bust it down
Louie bag, where she get it? It ain't even out
Top scout, I'm the one that she be checkin' out
Big bank stack it up until it's hard to count
A sick flow, now I feel like Magic Johnson now
Tip toe, moonwalk like Michael Jackson now
They compliment me later on they duplicate the style
Man, f*ck them bitches like a burger joint they in and out
They talkin' reckless but I don't what they dissin' bout
I'm wit yo main bitch so you know just who she kissin' now, wait
Got a pretty stripper shakin' in the hallway
You ain't no Beyoncé
She just hope we all pay
Better go on your way
Girl you such a baddie
I see you got that ass, yeah
I told ya turn around and clap it
'Cause I'ma throw this cash yeah
Know you what this baggie
So come shake it for daddy
Ham and you know I like it nasty
Yeah
Huh
F*ck on yo bitch she know what I like
Puttin' my 2 fingers all up inside her
Red the Apple but don't need the cider
I'm in NY and I don't gotta lie
Send to my lor if he wantin' some more I be trappin' in B-more like I'm in the wire
Michelin Man when she want the fire
I get her high then I roll like the tires
Uh huh
Throw up the cash it fall from the sky
See all the pink and the blues in the light
It's gettin' her wet, she gettin' excited
F*ck it I'm rubbin' a dub on her thigh
I'm tryna take you back wit me tonight
I'm tryna f*ck 'cause you know it ain't love
I'll give you the drugs, know I'm your supplier