Salt Shakers Lyrics - Singles - 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, 'cause 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 

'cause 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, 'cause 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 

'cause you ain't real this shit is gonna lead to a kill 

{Repeat Chorus}