Bizzy Bone - Shake Ya Stick lyrics

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Shake that, shake that stick

Wassup lil son? How you doin, baby?

Shake that stick

When the faggots try to lust your body

Shake that stick

That's my boy right there, yeah

Shake that stick

When the faggots try to lust your body

Suprise, it's really a bitch

I was raised by my papi, though, papi, though

Shake ya stick

In the strip club lookin for a humble young thing

With a roll of cash money, motherfucker, get it quick, thug

Fellas all around me, don't sit too close to the door

And they gettin naked in this motherfucker, y'all keep calm

Got on time, they be rollin with dudes

Nothin but attitude, gotta give me latitude

Bitches still mad that I don't fuck with a group

But I was raised by my papa and my papa told me trust no two

Straight veryly, and in the spiritual form, only God split so, and the spirit reborn

But baby still dancin

I see the bitches tryin to stop me, never roll with a plan, can't copy, gimme

They say that two is too sloppy

It tops and tear at ya loppy

Can't even get monopoly, in the soul game

And the baby boy he cocky

And you better watch your word game, cause the shit get stocky

My opportunity to ration out the love for the one, my Papi

Motherfuckers don't know what we do, no one got me

Only one true God in the house for sure

Who you roll with? I roll with the Lord

Trust and believe

Lay low on these motherfuckers, break those jaws

And what you see is what the fuck they saw

We ain't fuckin with nobody who don't represent the Father of all

And that's God y'all

That stick

When the faggots try to lust your body

Surprise, I said it really was a bitch

I was raised by my papi

And tell em they'll never win

Because they caught up in the sin

And we drinks for free

Shake that stick

When the faggots try to lust your body

Surprise, it was really a bitch

And I was raised by my papi

Can you tell em they'll never win

And they get caught up in the sin

Round here, we drink for free

She was playin on deception

And spiritually was a dead-end

Mountin the battle station

And we bring on no weapons

For the inception of the relationship, I guess I shoulda known

She was playin for deception and spiritually she was dead

And mountin up the battle station, bring no weapons

The inceptions of the relationship

I guess I shoulda known when she said she had us caught up on tape

Bitch, we ain't even bone

This warfare goes deep in the clones

Cheaper when they come up to park their shit

Demons is on

Quick, Cleveland get gone

But I don't speak about the radius

A hardcore brother with the Father and the capius

The athiests, bitch ass demons, they don't need no athiests

Fuck em, they should bust their ass

Cocksuckin break, bitch

Tell me where the tunes at

Iknowwhoyourollinwit

Secrets tellin, they better lose that all

Baby, We get it poppin down in the city streets

Either don't roll with neither one of these bitches

They gonna reak

Don't sleep til the mission complete

I got a treat for the honey

And man, honey is sweet

Yeah, shake ya stick

And the faggots try to lust your body

Surprise, really a bitch

I was raised by my papi

And I was raised by my papi

Yeah, that stick

When the faggots try to lust your body

Surprise, baby, it was only a bitch

And I was raised by my papi

Tell em they'll never win

And they'll caught up in the sin

Round here, we drink for free

Tell em again

Shake that stick

Shake that stick

Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay!

Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay!

Shake that stick

It's when the faggots try to lust your body

Baby surprise, it was really a bitch

Man I was raised by my papi

Tell em to never... tell em iveva... heh

We just shake that stick

Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay!

Shake that stick

Shake yo stick

Yeah, openin em up

Openin em up, heheh

Please believe, you know what it is

You know the rules

Shake that stick

Shake that stick

Shake that

One true God in the house, for sure

Represent it, confess with the tongue, you know

You know, what you throwin up, cool?

Yeah...