Salt Shakers — текст песни (La Chat)

{Chorus: repeat 2x}
They some salt shakers, they shakin` shakin` on your girl
They some salt shakers, they shakin` shakin` on your girl
They some hating ass hoes and they all up in your grill
They be smiling in you`re face, but they smile aint real

{Verse 1}
At first it was the hatin` and the muggin`
But now you actin` like you got some lovin`
I know that you a snake bitch sneaky
Stay close so I won`t see your weakin`
Do you really think that we is cool
Youz a damn fool
I`m on that out to make this loop
I be watchin` you
And I can tell you out to get me
But hoe before I go you got to kill me
You wanna kick it cause you know it goin` down
I ain`t a weak bitch smackin` bitches out a crowd
While you be, be talkin` shit behind my back hoe
(ooh-wee) I just can`t wait to let my cover blow
I said that I don`t fuck wit hoes anyway
You ain`t got to be in my grill bein` fake
I hate it when a bitch think that I`m dumb
Keep on kissin` my ass you don`t want none

{Repeat Chorus}

{Verse 2}
I be fuckin` wit a bitch, cuz a bitch don`t smoke
When we be ridin` I be askin` you to fire up that dope
I got no love for you hoe, just keepin` it real
I got no friends, mama told me that a friend will kill
I guess you don`t believe bitch, shit you pull this thang
You try to imitate my style just to get you some wang
But did you know chat I really don`t be givin` a fuck
A bitches hoe talkin` back and then you might get stuck
Cuz you do not see that I see you
Full of animosity but
It`s not hard for me to teach you
How to be gone just like me bitch
You wanna war, then I`ma load up my nine
You wanna squash it, then my niggah it`s fine
I got to show a bitch that I`m about mine
Can`t let you slide hoe to many times (yeah)

{Repeat Chorus}

{Verse 3}
You hoes kills me
Why in the fuck you do that shit
Just stop the hating
That`s why I can`t fuck wit a bitch and that is fucked up
You better watch your every move or you`ll get shot up
Aint got a damn thang to prove, you want my niggah
So then you tell him lies and shit that you had made up
A low down bitch you told him everythang you thought of
Can`t drop no thought down on me bitch, we got some real love
Colaboration wit a thug, so I trick you
I know you know I can`t be friends wit an ex-hoe
Have conversations wit yo` wanch, so we can stay close
We kick and talk, you tellin` me bout where you stay at
And mane that`s good, cuz now I know just where to buck at
I know you hate me but you actin` like it`s all cool
You wanna get me, I`m the one he`s commin` home to
You need to stay the fuck up outta of my grill
Cuz you ain`t real this shit is gonna lead to a kill

{Repeat Chorus}