Ludacris - Shake N Fries (feat. Gucci Mane) - Текст песни

hey how you doin', ms. lady? you so fine with it

 i know you handlin' business, can i get your 5 minutes?

 don't be offended by me telling you you thick with it

 wit all that shake, can a player get some fries with it?

 wit all that shake, can a player get some fries with it?

 wit all that shake, can a player get some fries with it?

 don't be offended when i tell you that you're very pretty

 wit all that shake, can a player get some fries with it?

 's gucci

 

[ludacris - verse 1]

 that waist got a swivel to it

 but that ass a cali earthquake jiggle to it

 she a stallion, no horseshit

 you could fit that bitch's booty on a forklift

 beep! beep! bitch back it up

 i put my balls on the table, tell her rack 'em up

 vanilla bed sheets, chocolate laid one way

 sprinkle my nuts on top - what a sundae, hey

whipped cream cherry on top

 and when i ain't wit' her, p-ssy on lock

 throw away the key, it's a rap bitch!

 large shake and a ludacris sandwich

 

[hook]

 

[gucci mane]

 yo, mama turned out, she so popular

 you suckers can't see her with binoculars

 she'll suck your pocket dry like dracula

 her last boyfriend bought her an acura

 don't try to get all attached to her

 she an alley-cat type - that chick'll scratch you up

 like bel biv devoe said, "she's dangerous"

 her old man used to snort angel dust

 so, don't be quick to judge, shorty bad as f-ck

 she's the type that drive back with the bricks for bucks

 she had a ballplayer dude but she f-cked him up

 he bankrupt, selling cars like an auctioner

 it's gucci

 

[hook]

 

[ludacris]

 i've got a sausage for them hot cakes

 and i be f-ckin' while you niggas out on hot dates

 you all polite and open doors for her

 while every night i put that blanket on the floor for her

 these hoes be sprintin' like it's track 'n' field

 because this supersize dick is their happy meal

 so for an extra value woody

 put this big mac into that quarter-pound p-ssy, yes!

 it's ludacris "mr. slay-a-bitch"

 unless that p-ssy is smelling like a filet-o-fish

 shoo fly, ho! kick the bucket

 and niggas talking shit i bust 'em in their chicken nugget