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Shooter - Robin Thicke
Weezy baby y'all don't get shot
Rapid fire what you know about it
I brought my homie along for the ride
He strapped he can't wait to come out the barrel
I heard some shouts like "Down on the floor"
Then even louder "We got shooters shooter"
I turnin' around I was starin' at chrome
Shotgun watches door got security good
Jumped right over counter
Pointed gun at winkin' teller
I'm your shooter shooter shooter
My hands up my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh shooter
My hands up my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh shooter
So many doubt 'cause I come from the South
But when I open up my mouth all bullets come out
Bang die bitch nigga die I hope you bleed a lake
I'ma play X-ray helpin' y'all see the fake
I'm just tryin' to be the great tryin' to get a piece of cake
Take it offa your plate eat it right in your face
They got a whole lot to say but I don't listen
Call me Automatic Weezy bitch I keep spittin' pow
With all these riches and all these riches
But ain't no loaners around
They thinkin' about shooters that shooters that
Guns girls ladies that gunners that
Shoot shoot shoot shoot shooter
Yeah hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh shooter
No no but I'm not
I just cry mama I think they hey
I think they want me to surrender shooter
And to the radio stations I'm tired of bein' patient
Stop bein' rapper racists region haters
Spectators dictators behind door dick takers
It's outrageous
You don't know how sick you make us
I wanna to throw up like chips in Vegas
But this is Southern face it
If we too simple then y'all don't get the basics
Lady walks into a shotgun surprise
Dropped to her knees saw her life before her eyes
He said "Bitch is gonna get it" everybody gon' regret it
I'm your shooter
My hands up my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh shooter
My hands up my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh shooter
Sock soakin' wet I been runnin' y'all
I reload every hundred yards I'm comin' forward
Better know me Lil' Wayne just call me Lord
Hard take pain like Tylenols raw way past par
For I'm some shit you never saw
I take you to the shootout baby win lose or draw
Yeah and then they ask who when where how
And my reply was simply pow
They want me to surrender
Oh shooter
My hands up my hands up
They want me to surrender
Oh shooter