Shooter Lil Wayne (Ft. Robin Thicke)
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[Intro: Lil Wayne & Robin Thicke]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, haha
Weezy Baby, y'all (Yeah)
Don't get shot
Rapid fire, what you know 'bout it?
I brought my homie along for the ride
He strapped, he came ready to come out the barrel
Rob
[Verse 1: Robin Thicke & Lil Wayne]
I heard some shouts, like, "Down on the floor" (Baow)
Then even louder, "We got shooters" (Yeah), shooters (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
I turned around, I was starin' at chrome (Hello)
Shotgun watches door, got security good (Check)
Jumped right over counter, pointed gun at, wink
He tell her, "I'm your shooter, shooter, shooter" (Let's go)
[Chorus: Robin Thicke & Lil Wayne]
My hands up (Yeah), my hands up (Yeah)
They want me with my hands up (I think they), no (Think they want me)
Shooter (Surrender to 'em, but no, no, no, I can't do it)
My hands up, my hands up (Yeah)
They want me with my hands up (Come on, they want me to), no (Surrender)
Shooter (But no, I can't do it, get 'em, yeah)
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
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 tryna be the great, tryna get a piece of cake
Take it off of your plate, eat it right in your face (Hah)
They got a whole lot to say, but I don't listen
Call me Automatic Weezy, bitch, I keep spittin', pow
Yeah, yeah, yeah, haha
Weezy Baby, y'all (Yeah)
Don't get shot
Rapid fire, what you know 'bout it?
I brought my homie along for the ride
He strapped, he came ready to come out the barrel
Rob
[Verse 1: Robin Thicke & Lil Wayne]
I heard some shouts, like, "Down on the floor" (Baow)
Then even louder, "We got shooters" (Yeah), shooters (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
I turned around, I was starin' at chrome (Hello)
Shotgun watches door, got security good (Check)
Jumped right over counter, pointed gun at, wink
He tell her, "I'm your shooter, shooter, shooter" (Let's go)
[Chorus: Robin Thicke & Lil Wayne]
My hands up (Yeah), my hands up (Yeah)
They want me with my hands up (I think they), no (Think they want me)
Shooter (Surrender to 'em, but no, no, no, I can't do it)
My hands up, my hands up (Yeah)
They want me with my hands up (Come on, they want me to), no (Surrender)
Shooter (But no, I can't do it, get 'em, yeah)
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
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 tryna be the great, tryna get a piece of cake
Take it off of your plate, eat it right in your face (Hah)
They got a whole lot to say, but I don't listen
Call me Automatic Weezy, bitch, I keep spittin', pow
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