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Akon - Touch The Ground Lyrics

[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 (Fucking cop)
You a bum and you sue EK (Grrah)
You not OY, get the fuck 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 fuck? 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 fuck 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 (Fucking cop)
You a bum and you sue EK
You not OY, get the fuck 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 fuck?)
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