In a display of confidence and self-assuredness, the artist asserts his dominance in the music industry. The lyrics are a direct challenge to those who pretend to be more successful or influential than they really are, with references to fake flexing and unwarranted anthems. Aminé also highlights the importance of authenticity in one's journey to success, criticizing those who try to buy their way into relevance. He emphasizes his own originality and hard-earned status, dismissing the haters and naysayers. The song is a bold statement about staying true to oneself while navigating the often superficial world of fame and fortune.
Shimmy
Lyrics
Ah man, man
Ah man, man, man, man, man, man
What's up?
Alright, yeah
It's been a whole year, my nigga
Let's not front, it's my year, my nigga (woo)
I'm here to fuck up your whole career, my nigga
Don't play dumb, dummy
You what what's the deal, my nigga
A lot of y'all fake flex, nigga
That is not your necklace
And that whip ain't yours, nigga
That's the IRS's
I'm bigger than Texas, me and God text message
Y'all see how easy lyin' is
It's easy to forget this
(Off on a natural charge, bon voyage)
Shimmy shimmy ya, y'all niggas get no applause
I'm lookin' like wealth, so mami wanna ménage
Y'all niggas really hatin'
Get off my dick and my balls
All y'all niggas ain't worthy
Y'all don't pay dues
Y'all niggas pay up and thirsty
You thought you made you an anthem
But you just sang you a Fergie
Too many niggas bitin'
I might need me ten attorneys
Just 'cause you bought that vintage Margiela
Don't change your flight from Spirit to Delta
Y'all niggas dress like you just came out the store
I got my groove back like Fella, not Stella
(Off on a natural charge, bon voyage)
Shimmy shimmy ya, y'all niggas get no applause
I'm lookin' like wealth, so mami wanna ménage
Y'all niggas really hatin'
Get off my dick and my balls
I got verses on verses, man
This shit could go all day
I got a whip that's blacker than the nigga from Allstate
Count your money up, nigga
Do the mathematics
That's not 200k
That's twenty dollars in your pocket
It's a cold, cold world that we live in
I'm shittin' on these niggas
I make it my mission
The way I kill these niggas
Send my ass to prison
I knock a nigga head off, then I'm dippin'
Splittin'
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
Ooh, baby, I like it raw
(Off a natural charge, bon voyage)
Shimmy shimmy ya, y'all niggas get no applause
I'm lookin' like wealth, so mami wanna ménage
Y'all niggas really hatin'
Get off my dick and my balls
Writer(s): Adam Amine Daniel, Anderson Hernandez, Irvin P Mejia, Maneesh Bidaye, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Robert Diggs, Russell Jones
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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