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amontá jones - drop lyrics

oh so you not gone say hey?

[hook]
woah. woah , woah, woah
(asu, rogers arkansas wussup?)
make it drop
(i’m always repping)
make it drop
make it drop

(thats right)
shoot my shot
shoot my shot
(its time to get it)
shoot my shot

alright
look

[verse 1]
i’m just tryna shoot my shot, forget about yo ex
the past is the past, girl i’m focused on whats next
i’m focused on your needs
i’d get down on one knee
do whatever you please
you a blessing girl no sneeze
and you single too? you a blessing girl no sneeze
they say i’m the shh hope they got that febreze
a man like me you cannot find, respect his girl, and spit these rhymes, for you i’d put in overtime, i leave but never leave your mind

[hook]
make it drop
just make it drop (just make it drop)
make it drop (make it drop)
make it drop (make it drop, make it, make it, make it drop)

go to work (go to work)

shoot my shot (shoot my shot)
i’m just tryna shoot my shot (shoot my shot)
i’m just tryna shoot my shot

[verse 2]
picky with my females, i ain’t got time to waste (right)
i never loose my sauce (nah)
y’all just lose your taste
said she wanna take it slow but treat it like a race
always see her doing squats, she all about that b-ss (okay)

said she like my style, and thinks its kinda wavy
never had a child, so she wanna call me baby
said she like my smile, so i try to do this daily
pockets kinda skinny so i’m hoping that they pay me
i hope they pay me-
i hope they pay me right
hope they pay me right
larry page, bill gates
i hoping they pay me white
if she thinking what i’m thinking
and i’m thinking what she thinking
not blinking but she winking
snapchat get to streaking
drive around in that lincoln
and she thirsty not drinking
i’m the man she gon’ leave with tonight

so tell me what you thinking girl, i can’t read minds
just know you struck gold if you digging in mines
whats the right move i just wanna be wise
just know i pray to god i find the one so you must be a sign
i got a lot of hoes you can cut them in line
your body a work of art, yeah i love yo design
gotta thousand text you ain’t even replying
say you can’t twerk but i know you be lying

[hook]
make it drop
just make it drop (just make it drop)
make it drop (make it drop)
make it drop (make it drop, make it, make it, make it drop)

go to work (go to work)

shoot my shot (shoot my shot)
i’m just tryna shoot my shot (shoot my shot)
i’m just tryna shoot my shot

[verse 3]
alright

she ask me do i care about her feelings (nope)
light skin yeah i’m always in my feelings (that’s right)
she got the perfect t–th, she ain’t never had no feelings (that’s true)
i’m headed to the top so you know we got no ceiling
i’m always on a grind like a high school dance (whoa)
future so bright you might get tanned
these rappers thinking that they hot its cause they got no fans
you think you got it, yeah you got no chance
and i’m just keeping it real with you keep it a hunnid
if they come from rogers, arkansas just ask em who run it
just know that’s my city
every girl from there pretty
a lot of white girls like disney
i’m tryna rep it like drizzy
i’m always working you lazy
you taking shots its on safety
these haters never do phase me
you are my son so obey me
if they sleeping on me then its gonna be a nap
i’m the goat in my city tyrna put it on the map word

shoot my shot
shoot my shot
shoot my shot
why he mad, i’m just tryna shoot my shot, yeah

- amonta jones lyrics

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