[Chorus: DJ Spinking]
Tap it (x20)
Beat it (x20)

Then we gon' go full force!
& we gon'
Drill it (x20)


[Verse 1: Red Café]
Shakedown! (Red Cafe)

We got that Hennessey Black,
Rosét Moe,
The top of the line, ^!$$% touch your hoe!

I'm a dog on a leash,
I'm hunting for the freaks,
The way I beat it, (beat it, beat it)

The hoes just say that I'm a beast.
You's a bad girl? A really bad girl?
That's how I like 'em, just shake your $$# girl!

First I tear the party up,
Then I beat your body up.
Damn, your $$# so sick, I could sit my Bacardi cup;

Right on top of that!
Can I get on top of that? Can I give it a high five?
Then I'm waving bye-bye...

(What else?)

[Verse 2: Cashh Montana]

I'm Cashh Mon-$#&@ing-tana,
Got stacks, packs in my cabana.
My name calls for enamor,

I'm quick & slick - vocab & grammar.
I tap it, smack it, smash & grab it,
She grip it, lick it, sip & drip it.

I beat it, eat it, & defeat it.
I drill it, kill it, & I fill it.
Why you alone? This a party!

Just grab a cup of this Bacardi.
Wild out! Get drunk, shake your $$#!
Now pop this bottle & fill your glass.

I'm a night time ^!$$%...like a dream;
I'm just sixteen, and I push the beam.
Pop tags off seams...in my BM,

My tags priced high, you're swagged from VIM!
Pretty boy Cashh, Nauti eight three
& I'm talking 'bout M-Y-D-I-C

(When I say)

[Chorus]


[Verse 3: Lore'l]
We be rocking that %#@! like all night,

and when I'm up in this (*##$ all the boys fight.
'Cause I be breaking it down,
Break, breaking it down.

All the bottles get to popping when I'm up in your town.
And he eat it, yeah I'm on my freak %#@!.
Might not let him beat it-

But he keep my weave did,
Pockets - tap it!


[Chorus]