This is a song about "Shake hips"

Now my momma mentioned the day before what she would like

In sync like a lingerin' grip on your hips, it's such delight

Of whats between those hips

She likes the way it hits her lips

A fun chick its nothin to break funds with

That i could shake ya yeah so if

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

The width of your hips is way thicker than your waist be

Cause so far i done witnessed to many dead niggas in caskets

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.

Boy i always pearl the spliff and keep a girl to twirl her hips

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

Two-step - white dude's harlem shake

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Make the ground shake like a trimmer,