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Shakira Video (MV)




Performed By: FNS Ace
Language: English
Length: 3:21
Written by: Reginald Carswell Jr




FNS Ace - Shakira Lyrics
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Hold on, Hold On, Hold On
Hold on, Hold on, Hold On
Hold on, shake it
I'm tryna see where that cake is
Already know that she basic
But I wanna see if she can take it
Hold on we going home on my Drake shit
Run up on me and you get a face lift
Real right baby I cannot fake it
She an eater she just wanna taste it
Hold on, shake it
I'm tryna see where that cake is
Already know that she basic
But I wanna see if she can take it
Hold on we going home on my Drake shit
Run up on me and you get a face lift
Real right baby I cannot fake it
She an eater she just wanna taste it
She move her hips like Shakira
Make me wan go and get near her
Take a pic, with no filter
And go hit my dance in the mirror
Shawty she know that I'm bout it
Oh yea she know how I give it up
Run up on me yea I doubt it
Stayed down I'm not with the switching up
And I'm in it to win it no giving up
This your girl but she always gives it up
Been forever and still ain't no bitch in us
Niggas hate it when they see their bitch with us
When I see 'em in public they bitching up
That's the shit that's gon make me go kick it up
Put the drink in her cup she gon sip it up
And you only get one life so live it up
Now she saying that her hips don't lie
Every time why your fit so fly
She ain't know she could get this high
Put it in and she say oh my
Now she saying that her hips don't lie
Every time why your fit so fly
She ain't know she could get this high
Put it in and she say oh my
Hold on, shake it
I'm tryna see where that cake is
Already know that she basic
But I wanna see if she can take it
Hold on we going home on my Drake shit
Run up on me and you get a face lift
Real right baby I cannot fake it
She an eater she just wanna taste it
Hold on, shake it
I'm tryna see where that cake is
Already know that she basic
But I wanna see if she can take it
Hold on we going home on my Drake shit
Run up on me and you get a face lift
Real right baby I cannot fake it
She an eater she just wanna taste it
Mami love it when I'm yelling De Malo
We lowkey and she said she wan keep it low
She ain't never had someone like me before
Way ahead of the opps we don't keep the score
Always saying she know I got different hoes
She be screaming like she ain't get dick before
Always hate it when I gotta hit and go
Spin the block cause she love when I lick it slow
I met her at the bodega, I ordered a bacon, egg, and cheese
She said can you slide on me later, started begging like c'mon Papi please
But a nigga like me I love to tease
So sick when I hit she start to sneeze
Smart girl she in school getting degree's
Real freak when she home she on her knee's
K Lo K, I ain't Fetty but come my way
Like Simon do what I say
Keep calm or we will spray
Que Pasa
I put my trust in my choppa
Run down red dot ya
Papi the new Don Dada
Hold on, shake it
I'm tryna see where that cake is
Already know that she basic
But I wanna see if she can take it
Hold on we going home on my Drake shit
Run up on me and you get a face lift
Real right baby I cannot fake it
She an eater she just wanna taste it
Hold on, shake it
I'm tryna see where that cake is
Already know that she basic
But I wanna see if she can take it
Hold on we going home on my Drake shit
Run up on me and you get a face lift
Real right baby I cannot fake it
She an eater she just wanna taste it
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Hold on, Hold On, Hold On
Hold on, Hold on, Hold On
Hold on, shake it
I'm tryna see where that cake is
Already know that she basic
But I wanna see if she can take it
Hold on we going home on my Drake shit
Run up on me and you get a face lift
Real right baby I cannot fake it
She an eater she just wanna taste it
Hold on, shake it
I'm tryna see where that cake is
Already know that she basic
But I wanna see if she can take it
Hold on we going home on my Drake shit
Run up on me and you get a face lift
Real right baby I cannot fake it
She an eater she just wanna taste it
She move her hips like Shakira
Make me wan go and get near her
Take a pic, with no filter
And go hit my dance in the mirror
Shawty she know that I'm bout it
Oh yea she know how I give it up
Run up on me yea I doubt it
Stayed down I'm not with the switching up
And I'm in it to win it no giving up
This your girl but she always gives it up
Been forever and still ain't no bitch in us
Niggas hate it when they see their bitch with us
When I see 'em in public they bitching up
That's the shit that's gon make me go kick it up
Put the drink in her cup she gon sip it up
And you only get one life so live it up
Now she saying that her hips don't lie
Every time why your fit so fly
She ain't know she could get this high
Put it in and she say oh my
Now she saying that her hips don't lie
Every time why your fit so fly
She ain't know she could get this high
Put it in and she say oh my
Hold on, shake it
I'm tryna see where that cake is
Already know that she basic
But I wanna see if she can take it
Hold on we going home on my Drake shit
Run up on me and you get a face lift
Real right baby I cannot fake it
She an eater she just wanna taste it
Hold on, shake it
I'm tryna see where that cake is
Already know that she basic
But I wanna see if she can take it
Hold on we going home on my Drake shit
Run up on me and you get a face lift
Real right baby I cannot fake it
She an eater she just wanna taste it
Mami love it when I'm yelling De Malo
We lowkey and she said she wan keep it low
She ain't never had someone like me before
Way ahead of the opps we don't keep the score
Always saying she know I got different hoes
She be screaming like she ain't get dick before
Always hate it when I gotta hit and go
Spin the block cause she love when I lick it slow
I met her at the bodega, I ordered a bacon, egg, and cheese
She said can you slide on me later, started begging like c'mon Papi please
But a nigga like me I love to tease
So sick when I hit she start to sneeze
Smart girl she in school getting degree's
Real freak when she home she on her knee's
K Lo K, I ain't Fetty but come my way
Like Simon do what I say
Keep calm or we will spray
Que Pasa
I put my trust in my choppa
Run down red dot ya
Papi the new Don Dada
Hold on, shake it
I'm tryna see where that cake is
Already know that she basic
But I wanna see if she can take it
Hold on we going home on my Drake shit
Run up on me and you get a face lift
Real right baby I cannot fake it
She an eater she just wanna taste it
Hold on, shake it
I'm tryna see where that cake is
Already know that she basic
But I wanna see if she can take it
Hold on we going home on my Drake shit
Run up on me and you get a face lift
Real right baby I cannot fake it
She an eater she just wanna taste it
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Writer: Reginald Carswell Jr
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