

Yeah, you got your boy DJ Wiz out here on the ones
and twos On my way back to the D Aw
shit, where the ladies at?
Shake that ass, bitch,
shake that ass, bitch Oh shit,
we gon' make it do what it do
We got a Detroit beat with a little Chicago feel
Chicago, Illinois feel Like what,
what you gon' do with it?
We gon' need them bitches to shake that ass Shake that fat
ass
If you thick, get your ass up You a lil' mommy,
lil' booties matter as well Get your ass up and shake somethin'
with it Do somethin' with it Jazz that shit up with it
Shake that shit, bounce that shit,
fuck it
Shake that, bounce that,
make it work (shake it!) Work that,
drop that, to the dirt (drop it!) Yeah we got that motor
city sound
Make the speakers rattle when it shakes the ground
We ride through the nighttime,
8 Mile heat
No brakes on the pedal
when we hit the street
Got the trunk vibrating,
license plate rattle
No competition when we ride into battle (hahaha)
Oh shit, we ain't stopping
Detroit to Chicago,
the club is popping (bounce!)
Shake that, bounce that,
make it work (shake it!) Work that,
drop that, to the dirt (drop it!) Yeah we got that motor
city sound
Make the speakers rattle when it shakes the ground
Yeah,
DJ Wiz signing off Back to the D with it (bounce,
bounce, bounce)