"GEESKI SHAKE July 13" lyrics

"GEESKI SHAKE July 13"

Aye, who that?
Yeah, yeah, the biggest of all time
The one and only EST (Forever)

Yeah, ridin', bumpin' love songs, gettin' my trigger finger sucked on
I told her if it ain't better than this tease, you takin' the bus home
If I ain't right, then what's wrong? I've been doin' this shit so long
Since you was goin' to school tryin' to be cool, scared to get punched on
I was taught don't cuss wrong, the first test, you gettin' upped on
I grew up in a tough home, my momma had a reputation
.38's and lil' .380's that'll whoop a bitch in front of her babies
Daddy servin' base and give out spankings, original gangsta
I knew how to eyeball a lil' eighth before my times tables
I can't sleep, my mind racin', thinkin' 'bout the way I made it
Help me make a few niggas worth six figures from the Louisville Patriots
See the look on niggas faces, jealousy coexist with tellin'
You the one that was scared to mail it, you the one was scared to sell it
They know me from hand and hand in weight like I'm bench pressin'

What they know you for?
Droppin' V's, havin' B's, throwin' C's
No sleep, got it for cheap, what you need?
Chicken cutter, Indi's, Lee's, KFC's
Choppin' trees, I told her money grow on these
If you shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Some might fall on your plate if you
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
You need it right now, can't wait to make some

Yeah, the Hall of Fame, Mike Jordan, GOAT James
My bae know I ain't cheatin' 'less a whole thing in my phone ring
Still makin' plays from long range, streets gave me a complete ball game
Before rap, I was in the dog game, think ahead, played the long game
I'ma grate, scrape, get them flakes, residue get you a case
I know somebody who beat it 'cause he covered up his face
In something cost four hundred every time the engine crank
Found out that she ain't like me, I still piped her 'cause I paid
Kept wantin' to get them kids so I'ma put the rest of it in the tank
They know us 'round the city doin' what these niggas can't
Showin' love and never hatin', make sure all your people straight
Be smooth when I come through 'cause one false move, it's out the way

What they know you for?
Droppin' V's, havin' B's, throwin' C's
No sleep, got it for cheap, what you need?
Chicken cutter, Indi's, Lee's, KFC's
Choppin' trees, I told her money grow on these
If you shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Some might fall on your plate if you
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
You need it right now, can't wait to make some

Aye, what they know you for?
Droppin' V's, havin' B's, throwin' C's
No sleep, got it for cheap, what you need?
What they know you for?
Chicken cutter, Indi's, Lee's, KFC's
Choppin' trees, I told her money grow on these, yeah

Droppin' V's, havin' B's, throwin' C's
No sleep, got it for cheap, what you need?
Chicken cutter, Indi's, Lee's, KFC's
Choppin' trees, I told her money grow on these

If you shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Some might fall on your plate if you
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
You need it right now, can't wait, got it


Writer(s): John Ramirez, Jeffrey Jones, George Stone Iii, Viktor Zatula
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