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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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