lil brendy – shooters shoot lyrics
lil brendy:
no one wanna f#ck wit me
i got many b#tches who wanna f#ck wit me
million dollar sh#t, so crispy
boutta go to the top like im drinkin whiskey
lil brendy:
i be f#ckin hoes like i be nifty
ain’t no p#ssy n#gga gonna muck wit me
optimistic motha f#ckin n#gga
leave him in the cold like he taking a pee
lil brendy:
knock a n#gga out wit my cold heart
i am beating n#ggas wit ma cold heart
you ain’t wanna mess wit me you p#ssy n#gga
otherwise imma knock you ass wit my massive dagger
sh#t be going down like world war 3
shooting n#ggas up like a jamboree
wanna f#ck up, that’s the difference
movin to ffast like a motha f#ckin peasant
b#tch
lil brendy:
shooting hoops like harden.. woo
b#tch
shootin hoop shootin hoop shootin hoops
aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
lil brendy:
put him in the back of the lambo
they don’t want the smoke they im in go mode
f#ckin n#ggas off like a tambourine
put a n#gga in place into f#ckin go mode
eat that p#ssy out like a takeaway
you can come wit me we can fly away
i don’t know what the f#ck is we
come wit me and you can die wit me
b#tch
shooting hoops like harden woo
b#tch
shooting hoops like harden
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