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~ Information ~
Song: Shook
Artist: Renni Rucci
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~ Lyrics ~
Lil bitch
Uh, uh
Look bitch, yeah I got you shook bitch
Damn that was your nigga, I guess I'm a crook bitch
They think I'm a star but I'm still a hood bitch
Shining like these diamonds I got wrapped around my wrist lil bitch
Look bitch, yeah I got you shook bitch
Damn that was your nigga, I guess I'm a crook bitch
They think I'm a star but I'm still a hood bitch
Shining like these diamonds I got wrapped around my wrist lil bitch
These bitches havin' drip then I got a fuckin' leak
New Balenciaga, Gucci socks around my feet
Give these niggas nada, gotta book me just to speak
If he tryna holler then he know it cost a fee
Flex up on these bitches, got my check up on these bitches
I heard I got 'em mad 'cause I'm next up on these bitches
I'm only talkin' bags, I got pressure for these bitches
They tryna steal my swag, yeah they studyin' my pictures
See me on the 'Gram goin' ham ham
Niggas wanna know who I am am
He your nigga, I don't give a damn damn
In they pockets like I'm Uncle Sam Sam
I ain't tryna cuff, I wanna wham bam
Beat the pussy up, call him Bam-Bam
Give me head then he gotta scram scram
Cut him off, dodge him like a Ram Ram
Look bitch, yeah I got you shook bitch
Damn that was your nigga, I guess I'm a crook bitch
They think I'm a star but I'm still a hood bitch
Shining like these diamonds I got wrapped around my wrist lil bitch
Look bitch, yeah I got you shook bitch
Damn that was your nigga, I guess I'm a crook bitch
They think I'm a star but I'm still a hood bitch
Shining like these diamonds I got wrapped around my wrist lil bitch
I'm all at they neck, yeah I got these bitches stressed
All about my bitches, yeah I got these bitches pressed
I don't chase these niggas, you know I don't chase these checks
So when you see me with them then you already know the rest
I got cash on me, I got ass on me
Make you niggas spend a bag on me, still won't smash homie
I'm all in the green, got me lookin' like grass on me
Hop off in that new ting, yeah, do the dash on it
Okay got these bitches shook, scared to look, I'm a fuckin' crook
Took over the game, made a name, ain't no fuckin' rook
See me catchin' plays, makin' waves, wrote the fuckin' book
Bitches throwin' shade, I'm gettin' paid, got me overbooked
Look bitch, yeah I got you shook bitch
Damn that was your nigga, I guess I'm a crook bitch
They think I'm a star but I'm still a hood bitch
Shining like these diamonds I got wrapped around my wrist lil bitch
Look bitch, yeah I got you shook bitch
Damn that was your nigga, I guess I'm a crook bitch
They think I'm a star but I'm still a hood bitch
Shining like these diamonds I got wrapped around my wrist lil bitch
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