Shake 'Em Off Video (MV)

All these broke niggas
These lames, these hoes and gold diggers
Gotta shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker

These niggas out here trippin'
Hit the strip club, niggas ain't tippin'
I don't hang with them kind of motherf*ckers
When you see me in the spot, we be clubbin'
Poppin' bottle after bottle with my kin'
I've been f*cking with my people to the end
Get a Bentley, a Beamer and a Benz
Don't be playin' if you ain't tryna' win
These broke niggas, hoes and these lames
They f*ckin' up the game
These hoe niggas, police and these lames
They f*ckin' up the game - All these

All these broke niggas
These lames, these hoes and gold diggers
Gotta shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker

These hoes flexin' on the pussy
Bought it off the lot and now they lookin'
Forgiatos on them damn exotics it's ironic
I'm still blowing on that chronic
Move like sonic
It's a lot of bad bitches in the building
And they all want to f*ck a G
Still remaining sucker free
Shoutout KRIT, he f*ck with me
He be on that country shit
I be on that cool wave hunnids in a suitcase
Play the game like 2k
Nigga, f*ck what you say
Clean like a new fade
Fresh like a school day
Ho', just play your part
Nigga, play your part no he wasn't real
He been flexin' from the start
They call me Wave, aye

All these broke niggas
These lames, these hoes and gold diggers
Gotta shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker

Now, phony bitches, get the hell off my phone
I'm sittin' on some millions
You still sittin' on chrome
Your bank account is crying cause
It's missing all these commas
Seven series Beamer
Still livin' with yo' mama
Ain't enough designer shades in the
Game for you to see
There'll never be a pimp type, light skin
Player muthaf*cka like me
I'm a G, and I'm a tipper
We never smoke none of the same grades
Drank none of the same liquor
We're not f*cking same bitches
Not slapping the same asses
Eating the same foods or
Paying the same taxes
Driving the same cars or shop
At the same places
When you bend yo' girl over she
Don't make the same faces motherf*cker

All these broke niggas
These lames, these hoes and gold diggers
Gotta shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em off, shake 'em off
Shake 'em like a motherf*cker