AITCH - Taste (Make It Shake) Chords and Lyrics

This single was released on 31 July 2019.


Vocals: Aitch ,
Producer(s): WhYJay,
Writer(s): Mustafa Omer,,

SongRating: 9/10

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Scale: B  Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 95
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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[INTRO]

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[CHORUS]
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Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
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All  that back and pretty face, gal, I'm tryna get a taste
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I'm  just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
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Gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking BAPE

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Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
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All  that back and pretty face, gal, I'm tryna get a taste
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I'm  just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
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Gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking BAPE

[VERSE ONE]
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Show  'em baby how you flex and make it bounce
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Make it drop it’s getting hot should we be waking up the house?
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Fuck it keep it up I know you love it when you're loud
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But if we hear the door knocking we can't make another sound

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Love  my bruddahs that's for life, I know my family got me
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Couple bitches, couple haters, couple brands are on me
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Leave me be, I live my life with fucking cameras on me
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Do my thing, I'm setting pace go tell a man to stop me

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Couple bruddahs got a job, a couple buy and sell
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Grew up sliding round in north Manny you can kinda tell
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If you see me with a girl my chick be looking fly as well
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Louis V crepes and the belt but the bag's Chanel

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Had a rest and then I had to step the levels up
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Got it in my head that I'm the best so I ain't stressing much
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I ain't on the fake shit so I ain't gonna beg for love
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Gally love me anyway, Big Shelly and I wet it up

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[CHORUS]
Bm
Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
Bm
All that back and pretty face, gal, I'm tryna get a taste
Bm
I'm just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
Bm
Gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking BAPE

Bm
Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
Bm
All that back and pretty face, gal, I'm tryna get a taste
Bm
I'm just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
Bm
Gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking BAPE

[VERSE TWO]
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Yo
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The aim's to get the bag and then get off
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Ain't got time to rest, not settling for second to the top
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Going all the way, you know I got to get it never flop
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Man step up in the dance and then we're wrecking up the spot

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It's crazy how I'm living, might have lost a couple screws
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Blowing clouds up in the room now I'm off into the moon
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Still got a bit of youth in me I'm always in the mood
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When I'm in the studio I don't want no-one in the room
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Uh

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'Bout to take another sip, I'm just young and living life
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You can't blame it on the kid
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Kick back with a bottle while I make another quid
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I'm the captain in this ting and it gets wavy on my ship

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(Yeah) Man stay with the squaddy, waved in the lobby
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Getting paid is my hobby
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One thick ting, should've seen the shape of her body
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Got me taking videos when she's shaking it for me

[CHORUS]
Bm
Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
Bm
All that back and pretty face, gal, I'm tryna get a taste
Bm
I'm just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
Bm
Gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking BAPE

Bm
Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
Bm
All that back and pretty face, gal, I'm tryna get a taste
Bm
I'm just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
Bm
Gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking BAPE

[VERSE THREE]
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I slide around from time to time
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You'll likely find a lighty by my side
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She's spicy likes to ride 'cause I'm the guy
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She wifey, nice and I say kinda shy
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Put my hoodie on baby and go and make it shake
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Trippin' out when I'm blazing I saw a bathing ape
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Got my girl going crazy I need to take a break

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All these girls jumping on me it's got me taking chase
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Who am I to complain when money and fame's what drives me insane?
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True say I could have worse problems
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So I stay smiling and riding my wave

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Shit quick slip slide in the rave
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Got your chick's lipstick on the side of my face
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This his bitch but mine for the day
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So he gets dismissed when I’m in the place

[CHORUS]
Bm
Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
Bm
All that back and pretty face, gal, I'm tryna get a taste
Bm
I'm just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
Bm
Gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking BAPE

Bm
Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
Bm
All that back and pretty face, gal, I'm tryna get a taste
Bm
I'm just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
Bm
Gucci buckle with the snake but my hoodie looking BAPE

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