Shake Dat A$$ - Chance The Rapper

He say he want pussy, I need green, Louis V

Diamond rings, new Supreme, Balmain jeans, some VVs

Dior bags, popping tags, make a nigga spend his last

Got his baby mama mad, she never had him like I had

I got him out here wildin'

Hop on a lear, he change my climate

Body banging, got low mileage

Pussy wet drip like an island

Riding my wave got him sick

my next bitch

He got a bag, might make him trick

Hold on tight, bitch, get a grip

Shake that ass, girl, shake that, shake that ass

Shake that ass, girl, shake that, shake that ass

He gon' blow a bag, make a nigga spend that cash

Gon' shake that ass, girl, shake that, shake that ass

Shake that ass, girl, shak that, shake that ass (Yeah)

Shake that ass, girl, shak that, shake that ass

He gon' blow a bag, make a nigga spend that cash (Igh)

Gon' shake that ass, girl, shake that, shake that ass (Chance the Rapper, ahh)

Bentley through the lowend, Tesla through the hundreds (Skrrt)

We just fucked up oceans, who just threw them hundreds

That’s my crazy cousin, he just get to bustin'

I would rather talk but they don’t like the school, hey

Throw that left cheek on the beat, let me beat

Let me find out you a freak

Let me find out that you like me for me

Kiss on the cheek, oh, that’s so sweet (Sweet)

That big ol' wagon that you draggin', make it split then make it flip

Then make it moonwalk, Micheal Jackson, make it do something poetic

Starts the clappin', I bought Birkins off of backends

He got Nordstroms out the rack and I got Nordstrom through the back

Shake that ass, make it fly, take that pussy, make it fly

Teach my cash how to fly, I just threw a PS5

I got twenty more verses, I just broke 'em down in fives

If it’s little, shake them legs, shake them calves, shake them thighs,

I don’t care

Shake that ass, girl, shake that, shake that ass

Shake that ass, girl, shake that, shake that ass

He gon' blow a bag, make a nigga spend that cash

Gon' shake that ass, girl, shake that, shake that ass

He asked, «What's your sign?»

A dollar sign, show me nine (Inches)

Figures, nigga, I don’t want that dick, lil' nigga

If you ain’t talking cash, nigga, I’ma have to pass

If I wanted to lay up, nigga, I would call your dad

Cash me out, take me shopping

You wanna see this pussy poppin'

Well then, nigga, give me options

If I want it, better cop it

Overseas, I need the tropics

You don’t ever catch me out on

I don’t want them little Gucci sandals all these bitches be coppin'

I need big bags, Birkin make 'em big mad

Ain’t seen no nigga I can’t have

Bitch, all my exes still sad

Securus calls like ten times

Lil' nigga, your ass declined

Bitch, don’t hit my line reminiscing, I don’t rewind

This bitch don’t want no beef with me

Can’t keep up in these streets with me

Her ass been rappin' like six years

One track, labels wan' meet with me

Guess I got the sauce

Big bank got hoes tryna cross me

That nigga don’t even claim your kids, lil' bitch, you out here salty

Shake that ass, girl, shake that, shake that ass

Shake that ass, girl, shake that, shake that ass

He gon' blow a bag, make a nigga spend that cash

Gon' shake that ass, girl, shake that, shake that ass

Shake that ass, girl, shake that, shake that ass

Shake that ass, girl, shake that, shake that ass

He gon' blow a bag, make a nigga spend that cash

Gon' shake that ass, girl, shake that, shake that ass