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Richardo Moloi
Songwriter
Lyrics
Gyal ya make me chill
Feel like I take this pill
In the mood for a naked thrill
Then we sleep like babies still
Wind, that's ya basic drill
Move for the sake of skill
Wavy, like a navy seal
Fake love but the hate is real
Baby Shake it. still
Shake it, Shake it still
Shake it, Shake it Still
You like the thaings I do
Like how I shake my tubes
Watch me move while you make your move
Then we see where we take it to
I know you like the face I pull
Love how we break the rules
Maybe we can paint the room
Still, won't break your broom
You know I want the naked truth
Everything Godly, how nature bloom
God blessed as we face the moon
I'm the Goddess in your ancient tomb
You make me shake it still
Shake it, Shake it Still
Move my waist at will
Hoola - I won't waist my skill
Baby, you make me shake it still
Shake it, Shake it Still
Move my waist at will
Hoola - I won't waist my skill
Gyal ya make me chill
Feel like I take this pill
In the mood for a naked thrill
Then we sleep like babies still
Wind, that's ya basic drill
Move for the sake of skill
Wavy, like a navy seal
Fake love but the hate is real
Baby Shake it. still
Shake it, Shake it still
Shake it, Shake it Still
Shake it still
Still your waist is ill
Go and make a mill how you make me feel
Remember on the real, I couldn't pay the bill
My gold chains were really stainless steel
They really tryna know how we stayed this trill
Work like a printer, bout the paper still
You could try to take my life, but can't tame my skill
Fake love but the hate is real
Shots of the Bacardi when I aim to kill
Couple more shots, the more pain you spill
Man made the pill, the Lord made this thrill
Learn to say a prayer, the more space you fill
The reefah let me know how a spaceship feel
Girl I am amazed by the grace you spill
You made me say grace for meals
They said I'd make nill without a major deal
I know we met before in an ancient field
And everything godly yearns patience still
Baby shake it still
Still
Gyal ya make me chill
Feel like I take this pill
In the mood for a naked thrill
Then we sleep like babies still
Wind, that's ya basic drill
Move for the sake of skill
Wavy, like a navy seal
Fake love but the hate is real
Baby Shake it... still
Shake it, Shake it still
Shake it, Shake it Still
Shake it, Shake it still
Shake it, Shake it Still
Writer(s): Serunya Moloi
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