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migos - shooters lyrics

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[intro: quavo]
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all my n-ggas shooters

[chorus: quavo]
got that sniper rifle on the roof, (where) shooter (pew-pew, pew-pew, pew-pew, baw, baw)
there go a n-gga in the bushes over there, shooter (ayy man, go get that n-gga, man, rra)
shooters
shooters
shooters
all my n-ggas shooters

[verse 1: quavo]
all my n-ggas shooters, r-t-rded
i pull up at the party
wit’ the loaded carbon
‘xcuse me, pardon me
but this extendo
longer than extendo
i’m coming through your front door
pull up in that lambo
still got tools like rambo
will flip you like a sandal
i’ll hold you up for ransom
choppers in the mansion
yo’ b-tch in the kitchen dirty dancing
dinosaur chopper, eat you like jur-ssic
pull up game scary man this sh-t is tragic
makin’ flex moves call me randy savage
shooters on the roof itching with the ratchet
and quavo might just pull up with that automatic

[chorus: quavo]
got that sniper rifle on the roof, (where) shooter (pew-pew, pew-pew, pew-pew, baw, baw)
there go a n-gga in the bushes over there, shooter (ayy man, go get that n-gga, man, rra)
shooters
shooters
shooters
all my n-ggas shooters

[verse 2: offset]
taller than shaq
hit him with the mac
all these guns like i live in baghdad
remix the plug, yeah, we call it recap
rock-a-bye baby, make a n-gga take a nap
we don’t give a f-ck, we don’t knuckle up
load the clips up
shoot a n-gga like kobe in the clutch
then pull off in that lamborghini truck
i wanna see guts, i wanna see flesh
big -ss bullet came straight through the vest
send the hallow like i work at fedex
you n-ggas is p-ssy, you should wear a dress
you say you go harder then let’s place a bet
i don’t give a f-ck
i k!ll and forget
we taking head shots like russian roulette
we burning any n-gga just like cigarettes

[chorus: quavo]
got that sniper rifle on the roof, (where) shooter (pew-pew, pew-pew, pew-pew, baw, baw)
there go a n-gga in the bushes over there, shooter (ayy man, go get that n-gga, man, rra)
shooters
shooters
shooters
all my n-ggas shooters

[verse 3: takeoff]
i’m a mob boss, call me charles luciano
pull up in that mazi on some brand new forgiattos
shooters at the top floor with ak [?] at my condo
when i be going to cuba i be meeting up with eduardo
i got young shooters, old shooters, boston celtics
i got all types of lethal weapons, mel gibson
he a shooter, she a shooter, n-gga we some shooters
but i ain’t really got to shoot you n-gga they’ll shoot you
sn-tch you out your dream with the ruger, freddy kruger
shooters cold hearted, show up to your mama funeral
i got day time shooters, night time shooters
simon says shooters, don’t you move they’ll shoot you

[chorus: quavo]
got that sniper rifle on the roof, (where) shooter (pew-pew, pew-pew, pew-pew, baw, baw)
there go a n-gga in the bushes over there, shooter (ayy man, go get that n-gga, man, rra)
shooters
shooters
shooters
all my n-ggas shooters



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