Shooter Lyrics

Oooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oooh

Damn, uh

Zo

Back break story, she fightin' depression

I'm not your muse, it's onto the next one

Paid four hunnid to hold on my next

Baby I'll shoot, he think he a shooter

Like SB, I got a maneuver

Slept on the floor with them oodles and noodles

But I still took ya bitch, boy she a chooser

Stay in some rude, new Jimmy choos

Who is they talking bout, I'm not amused

She gonna park just to get her amusement

I got a lesson, I know I ain't lose it

She walkin' funny, but never from bruises

Damn

Toe-tag and I be like who's it

I am the nigga you never confused with

Me and my brothers make moves

We congruent

If you gonna flash it you might as well do it

Been down bad, I gotta get through it

Most of y'all spoiled like, who is you foolin'

So many tears we making a pool with

All white drip, like it was some cool whip

I do not have to whip to be the coolest

He like Ashanti he being so foolish

He pay for food, and buying her tulips

I just be running his bitch and her two lips

I'm never running from opps we ain't cool

But when I'm flashing this ice see they drool

They just some Ice T bitches that was clueless

I gotta watch my back and all my movements

I left the hood to get up all these new strips

But I still fuck with my bruddas I'm bool wit

Everyone faking I gotta see through it, damn

I gotta see through it, yeah

I gotta see through it, uh

And I gotta go move it, uh

And you know we run through it, yeah

And it be a lil' movement, yeah

And you know we do it, yeah

And you know we moving, yeah

But you know how we do it, one