"S.T.A.B." lyrics

Yo Skinny, you wildin nigga
Yeah
Mother fuck

Shake that ass bitch, I wanna see you move
Nah for real
Ay
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Come shake that ass if you want to, uh
Clap from the back, her thighs move, uh
I got the pistol on me right now, nigga come and try
I wish he would
I got that
Brr tuh uh uh uh
Brr tuh uh uh
Hit a nigga
Bow psh sh sh sh
Bow psh sh sh sh
Shut the fuck up
Stop actin cool
You was hating on me, now you wanna be my dude
The way a nigga winning, how the fuck could niggas lose?
If he want a problem, we gon put him on the news

Ay, shake that ass bitch

Baby, what the fuck you finna do with all that ass?
If you shake it for me, we gon throw a couple bands
I heard you got a nigga, why you nigga lookin mad?
Fuck that nigga feelings, you gon pick up all this cash
And if you run up, get that 30 from my waistline
I guess he must have your heart, but girl, your face mine
I spilled codeine on my Rolex just to waste time
She said she don't do no drugs, now she did 8 lines
That's how I knew
I know you her nigga, she don't want be with you
In the club with Lowes, I always keep it on, my tool
If you fightin nigga over bitches, you a fool

Ay, shake that ass, bitch