Lyrics Casey Veggies – Shake Somethin

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Bad bitches on my line, gotta hit ’em all
Packs, gotta get it off
Feeling like I’m Tony, I got good soft
One phone call, knock your hood off
I got them groupies in Atlanta, yeah, Louis bandana
I do Faygo, not the Fanta, yeah
I’m from the land, blue hundreds, rubber bands
She want a band, bitch poppin’ on the ‘Gram
She wanna dance, yeah, shake something, yeah, yeah
Shake something, shake something
You wanna dance, baby, shake something
You wanna dance, baby, shake something
You wanna dance, baby, shake something
I throw them bands, she gon’ make something
She wanna dance, baby, shake something
Yeah, shake somethin’

For that Louis red bottoms, she gon’ shake something
She didn’t have no stripper name ’til I gave her one
You ain’t getting to the money, better make some
We gon’ party all night, it’s like eight something
Real bosses don’t speak, don’t gotta say nothing
Lil baby always down for me, yeah, she my favorite one
Uh, give a fuck if they was real sisters
Yeah, I’m a savage, I’ma still hit her

Bad bitches on my line, gotta hit ’em all
Packs, gotta get it off
Feeling like I’m Tony, I got good soft
One phone call, knock your hood off
I got them groupies in Atlanta, yeah, Louis bandana
I do Faygo, not the Fanta, yeah
I’m from the land, blue hundreds, rubber bands
She want a band, bitch poppin’ on the ‘Gram
She wanna dance, yeah, shake something, yeah, yeah
Shake something, shake something
You wanna dance, baby, shake something
You wanna dance, baby, shake something
You wanna dance, baby, shake something
I throw them bands, she gon’ make something
She wanna dance, baby, shake something
Yeah, shake somethin’

One big play, that’s a hundred G’s
Shawty don’t love you, she gon’ want a fee
It’s a hundred yous, it’s just one of me
Yeah, she wanna take it off, get up under me
We them goodfellas, posted with some real shottas
Tell ’em hit my line when they talking real dollars
I’m young OG, boy, and I still got it
It’s new niggas and they ask me how I feel ’bout it
Lot of niggas stealing swag, signing deals ’bout it
But she tell me I’m the one, ain’t no way around it
Yeah, I’m the one, ain’t no way around it
She keep that ass going like the money counter

Bad bitches on my line, gotta hit ’em all
Packs, gotta get it off
Feeling like I’m Tony, I got good soft
One phone call, knock your hood off
I got them groupies in Atlanta, yeah, Louis bandana
I do Faygo, not the Fanta, yeah
I’m from the land, blue hundreds, rubber bands
She want a band, bitch poppin’ on the ‘Gram
She wanna dance, yeah, shake something, yeah, yeah
Shake something, shake something
You wanna dance, baby, shake something
You wanna dance, baby, shake something
You wanna dance, baby, shake something
I throw them bands, she gon’ make something
She wanna dance, baby, shake something
Yeah, shake somethin’