This is a song about "Shake your but"

Bitches try to fake me, but they know they'll never shake me

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

It might take a crown to boxlot shake

Way to much right here is at stake

Two-step - white dude's harlem shake

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Bitches shake their booty

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Living out of a homeless shit

So here i sit as i shake it

You did the shake-shake and i kinda went berserk

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

They all just shake their heads and scoff

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Shake that laffy taffy, jolly raunchy rapper

Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter