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lil b - shoot a gun lyrics

got the ak, strapped with a fat b-tch
turn you into a black b-tch, the glock make you back-flip
hip-hop dead i came with that long range, sniper aim
got that cash money, but i ain’t lil wayne

[intro]
-news lady speaking-
i can give a f-ck what you saying b-tch
shut the f-ck up
shut the f-ck up b-tch
shut up, i don’t give a f-ck what you talking about
lil b b-tch
based god
shut the f-ck up
based god on this motherf-cking song b-tch
shut up, blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah blah
i don’t give a f-ck what you talking about b-tch
based god n-gga
hardest out n-gga, w-ssup?
yeah

[verse 1]
got the ak, strapped with a fat b-tch
turn you into a black b-tch the glock make you back-flip
hip-hop dead i came with that long range, sniper aim
got that cash money, but i ain’t lil’ wayne
n-ggas think you wear tiny pants, that’s a b-tch move
strapped with the pit bull, i turn your -ss dog food
rep waterfront, n-gga mad that i’m bout that
i been f-cking robbing b-tch now show me where your house at
only skinny n-gga got respect like a big cat
big gat work your -ss out like a six pack
never been a “g to gent” no i ain’t riff raff
n-gga been thugging, still thugging, b-tch touch that
b-tch i hit l!cks, give a f-ck where the hoes at
and i wrote a book too, n-gga still a f-cking goon
clean up boy know i gotcha’ street sweeper
two pistols had you running like you playing fifa
no soccer, n-gga no oscar
let you see the base and i ain’t talking about a opera
n-gga ain’t polite so, i bring the chopper
i make you a dead legend like the boy frank sinatra
hip-hop beast n-gga, f-ck you rap n-ggas
i ain’t never seen a b-tch until i met some rap n-ggas
five minutes out your day, leave you with your gun snapped n-gga (lil b laughter)
n-gga mouse traps
n-gga want the beef but you fake the sandman
dead man brought to his crib, like a mailman
look, i ain’t really up with the rap sh-t
i’m just really good and it saved me from this trap sh-t
suckers like you, get planned out
but i’m leaning everyday like the kickstand out
lil b for lil boss, let the best man out
and i’m still paranoid that’s why i’m posting down south

[outro]
real goons n-gga

[news lady speaking]
did you know that a three year old has enough muscle to shoot a gun?

- lil b lyrics

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