Touch The Ground

Music: Edot Baby/SugarHill Keem/Sha Ek [Intro: Akon & SugarHill Keem] Elias Beats Hey ladies, drop it down Just wanna see you touch the ground Don't be shy, girl, go bananza Shake your body like a belly dancer Hey ladies, drop it down Just wanna see you touch the ground Don't be shy, girl, go bananza (Look, grrah) Shake your body like a belly dancer [Chorus: SugarHill Keem] We got booked wit' the knocks He came out same day (****ing cop) You a bum and you sue EK (Grrah) You not OY, get the **** out my face You better not lack 'cause I know where you lay (Grrah-grrah) Matt Sav, he got hit in his face (Grrah) Bri, your pussy was wack and it stink You pussy, you told, you snitched on the gang (What the ****? Like, grrah-grrah) [Verse 1: SugarHill Keem & Sha EK] Remember days you was cryin' and shit (Look) You a rat, why you lyin' and shit? (Grrah-grrah) Ten toеs down, I'ma die for this shit (Look) You don't stay where you livе, you be hidin' and shit (Grrah-grrah, boom) [Refrain: Sha EK] You be duckin', that's a fact Spin through the Nick, tryna' blitz on a Makk Spun the twos, you wasn't there You play your block? Nigga, you was scared (On bro) [Verse 2: Sha EK & Edot Baby] It get graphic (Word) On the Oz, I can't talk on what happened (At all) Smokin' on Rippy, tryna catch a Munna On my dead, we gon' hop out on Stunna Die Rey, die Gz Nigga, we had you coppin' a plea (Grrah-grrah) I just texted your bitch, I ain't **** her Tried to sue me, now you goin' under Grrah, grrah, grrah Nigga hatin', nigga fake You can't come to the hood, niggas made you a plate (Uh-huh, gang-gang-gang, grrah) Nigga hatin', nigga fake You can't come to the hood (Grrah), niggas made you a plate (Grrah-grrah, grrah, uh-huh, gang-gang-gang) Like, like (Baow-baow-baow) [Verse 3: Edot Baby & Akon] Okay, free Banga (Free bro) Me and brodie was puttin' in danger No, we wasn't flockin' at strangers (Baow, at all) We with the main ones, I heard you bangin' (Baow-baow-baow) You's sanctioned? Not at all I bet this chop make him touch the ground (Get on the floor) Lil' thottie, I get in her drawers (Baow) She throw it back (Baow), I'ma clap, no applause (Baow-baow-baow) [Refrain: Sha EK & SugarHill Keem] You be duckin', that's a fact Spin through the Nick, tryna' blitz on a Makk Spun the twos, you wasn't there You play your block? Nigga, you was scared That nigga a rat, he ain't toting no heat (At all) I see that boy, rock him right to sleep (Grrah) Ayy yo, E wit' the dot, put holes in that V (Grrah) [Chorus: SugarHill Keem] We got booked wit' the knocks He came out same day (****ing cop) You a bum and you sue EK You not OY, get the **** out my face You better not lack 'cause I know where you lay (Grrah-grrah) Matt Sav, he got hit in his face (Grrah) Bri, your pussy was wack and it stink You pussy, you told, you snitched on the gang (What the ****?) Like [Outro: Akon] Hey ladies, drop it down Just wanna see you touch the ground Don't be shy, girl, go bananza Shake your body like a belly dancer Hey ladies, drop it down Just wanna see you touch the ground Don't be shy, girl, go bananza Shake your body like a belly dancer Hey ladies, drop it down Just wanna see you touch the ground Don't be shy, girl, go bananza