| Song | Shake Ya Stick |
| Artist | Bizzy Bone |
| Album | Speaking in Tongues |
| 作曲 : McCane | |
| Shake, that, shake, that, stick, stick | |
| Whassup lil' son, how you doin baby? | |
| Shake, that, stick | |
| When the faggots try to lust your body, shake that stick, stick | |
| That's my boy right there, yeah, heh | |
| Shake, that, stick | |
| When the faggots try to lust your body | |
| Surprise, it's really a bitch | |
| I was raised by my papi though, papi though | |
| Shake ya stick[Bizzy Bone] | |
| In the strip club lookin for a humble young, thang | |
| With a roll of cash money, motherfucker get it quick thug | |
| Ha, fellas all around me don't sit too close to the door | |
| And they gettin naked in this motherfucker, y'all keep calm | |
| Got on time, they be rollin with dudes | |
| Nothin but attitude, gotta give me latitude, heh | |
| Bitches still mad that | |
| I don't fuck with a group | |
| But I was raised by my poppa and my poppa told me trust no two | |
| Straight verily, and in the spiritual form | |
| And only God split so, and the spirit reborn | |
| The baby still dancin, | |
| I see the bitches tryin to stop me | |
| Never roll with a plan, can't copy gimme | |
| They say that two is too sloppy | |
| It tops and tear ya jalopy, can't even get monopoly | |
| The soul game, and the baby boy he cocky | |
| And you better watch your word game, cause the shit get stocky | |
| My opportunity to ration out the love for the one, my papi | |
| Muh'fuckers don't know what we do, no one got me | |
| Only one true | |
| God in the house for sure | |
| Who you roll with? | |
| I roll with the | |
| LordTrust and believe, lay low on these motherfuckers, break those jaws | |
| And what you see is what the fuck they saw | |
| We ain't fuckin with nobody who don't represent the father of all | |
| And that's | |
| God y'all[Chorus] | |
| That, stick; when the faggots try to lust yo' body | |
| Surprise, | |
| I said it really was a bitch | |
| I was raised by my papi, and tell 'em they'll never win | |
| Because they caught up in the sin and we drinks for free | |
| Shake that stick, when the faggots try to lust yo' body | |
| Surprise, it was really a bitch | |
| And I was raised by my papi, can you tell 'em they'll never win | |
| And they get caught up in the sin, round here we drink for free[Bizzy Bone] | |
| She was playin on deception and spiritually was a dead-end | |
| Mountin the battle station and we bring on no weapons | |
| For the inception of the relationship | |
| I guess I shoulda known... | |
| She was playin for deception and spiritually she was dead | |
| And mountin up the battle station, bring no weapons | |
| The inceptions of the relationship, | |
| I guess I shoulda knownwhen she said she had us caught up on tape, bitch we ain't even bone | |
| This warfare goes deep in the clones | |
| Cheaper when they come up to park their shit, demons is on | |
| Quick, Cleveland get gone, but | |
| I don't speak about the radius | |
| A hardcore brother with the | |
| Father and the capius | |
| The atheists, bitch-ass demons, they don't need no atheists | |
| Fuck 'em, they should bust their ass | |
| Cocksuckin break bitch, tell me where the tunes at | |
| Iknowwhoyourollinwit - secrets tellin, they better lose that all | |
| Baby we get it poppin down in the city streets | |
| Either roll with the one or these bitches they gonna wreak | |
| Don't sleep 'til the mission complete | |
| I got a treat for the honey and man, honey is sweet[Chorus] | |
| Yeah, shake yo' stick | |
| And the faggots try to lust yo' body; surprise, really a bitch | |
| I was raised by my papi, and | |
| I was raised by my papi | |
| Yeah, that, stick | |
| When the faggots try to lust yo' body | |
| Surprise baby, it was only a bitch | |
| And I was raised by my papi, tell 'em they'll never win | |
| And they'll get caught up in the sin, round here we drink for free | |
| Tell 'em again[Bizzy Bone] | |
| Shake that stick, shake that stick | |
| Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi, ay-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi | |
| Shake that stick | |
| It's when the faggots try to lust yo' body | |
| Baby surprise, it was really a bitch | |
| Man I was raised by my papi | |
| Tell 'em never, tell 'em di-fff-fff, haha | |
| We just shake, that, stick | |
| Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yah | |
| Shake, that, stick, stick, shake, yo', stick[Outro: Bizzy] | |
| Yeah, openin 'em up, openin 'em up, haha | |
| Please believe, you know what it is | |
| You know the rules, shake that stick, stick, stick | |
| Shake, that, stick, stick... stick, shake that | |
| One true God in the house, for sho' | |
| Represent it, confessin with the tongue, you know | |
| You know, what you throwin up, cool | |
| Yeah |
| zuò qǔ : McCane | |
| Shake, that, shake, that, stick, stick | |
| Whassup lil' son, how you doin baby? | |
| Shake, that, stick | |
| When the faggots try to lust your body, shake that stick, stick | |
| That' s my boy right there, yeah, heh | |
| Shake, that, stick | |
| When the faggots try to lust your body | |
| Surprise, it' s really a bitch | |
| I was raised by my papi though, papi though | |
| Shake ya stick Bizzy Bone | |
| In the strip club lookin for a humble young, thang | |
| With a roll of cash money, motherfucker get it quick thug | |
| Ha, fellas all around me don' t sit too close to the door | |
| And they gettin naked in this motherfucker, y' all keep calm | |
| Got on time, they be rollin with dudes | |
| Nothin but attitude, gotta give me latitude, heh | |
| Bitches still mad that | |
| I don' t fuck with a group | |
| But I was raised by my poppa and my poppa told me trust no two | |
| Straight verily, and in the spiritual form | |
| And only God split so, and the spirit reborn | |
| The baby still dancin, | |
| I see the bitches tryin to stop me | |
| Never roll with a plan, can' t copy gimme | |
| They say that two is too sloppy | |
| It tops and tear ya jalopy, can' t even get monopoly | |
| The soul game, and the baby boy he cocky | |
| And you better watch your word game, cause the shit get stocky | |
| My opportunity to ration out the love for the one, my papi | |
| Muh' fuckers don' t know what we do, no one got me | |
| Only one true | |
| God in the house for sure | |
| Who you roll with? | |
| I roll with the | |
| LordTrust and believe, lay low on these motherfuckers, break those jaws | |
| And what you see is what the fuck they saw | |
| We ain' t fuckin with nobody who don' t represent the father of all | |
| And that' s | |
| God y' all Chorus | |
| That, stick when the faggots try to lust yo' body | |
| Surprise, | |
| I said it really was a bitch | |
| I was raised by my papi, and tell ' em they' ll never win | |
| Because they caught up in the sin and we drinks for free | |
| Shake that stick, when the faggots try to lust yo' body | |
| Surprise, it was really a bitch | |
| And I was raised by my papi, can you tell ' em they' ll never win | |
| And they get caught up in the sin, round here we drink for free Bizzy Bone | |
| She was playin on deception and spiritually was a deadend | |
| Mountin the battle station and we bring on no weapons | |
| For the inception of the relationship | |
| I guess I shoulda known... | |
| She was playin for deception and spiritually she was dead | |
| And mountin up the battle station, bring no weapons | |
| The inceptions of the relationship, | |
| I guess I shoulda knownwhen she said she had us caught up on tape, bitch we ain' t even bone | |
| This warfare goes deep in the clones | |
| Cheaper when they come up to park their shit, demons is on | |
| Quick, Cleveland get gone, but | |
| I don' t speak about the radius | |
| A hardcore brother with the | |
| Father and the capius | |
| The atheists, bitchass demons, they don' t need no atheists | |
| Fuck ' em, they should bust their ass | |
| Cocksuckin break bitch, tell me where the tunes at | |
| Iknowwhoyourollinwit secrets tellin, they better lose that all | |
| Baby we get it poppin down in the city streets | |
| Either roll with the one or these bitches they gonna wreak | |
| Don' t sleep ' til the mission complete | |
| I got a treat for the honey and man, honey is sweet Chorus | |
| Yeah, shake yo' stick | |
| And the faggots try to lust yo' body surprise, really a bitch | |
| I was raised by my papi, and | |
| I was raised by my papi | |
| Yeah, that, stick | |
| When the faggots try to lust yo' body | |
| Surprise baby, it was only a bitch | |
| And I was raised by my papi, tell ' em they' ll never win | |
| And they' ll get caught up in the sin, round here we drink for free | |
| Tell ' em again Bizzy Bone | |
| Shake that stick, shake that stick | |
| Ayyiyiyiyiyiyi, ayyiyiyiyiyiyi | |
| Shake that stick | |
| It' s when the faggots try to lust yo' body | |
| Baby surprise, it was really a bitch | |
| Man I was raised by my papi | |
| Tell ' em never, tell ' em diffffff, haha | |
| We just shake, that, stick | |
| Ayyiyiyiyiyiyah | |
| Shake, that, stick, stick, shake, yo', stick Outro: Bizzy | |
| Yeah, openin ' em up, openin ' em up, haha | |
| Please believe, you know what it is | |
| You know the rules, shake that stick, stick, stick | |
| Shake, that, stick, stick... stick, shake that | |
| One true God in the house, for sho' | |
| Represent it, confessin with the tongue, you know | |
| You know, what you throwin up, cool | |
| Yeah |