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shoot it out - lil motor ft. lisha rae lyrics

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lil motor
[intro]
yeah
you know we having this sh*t up n*gga
we stacking this sh*t up n*gga
yeah
every day lifestyle n*gga
n*gga this sh*t every day
everyday struggle everyday

lil motor
[hook 1]
you make a move and i’m a shoot at your top
a lot of money know these n*ggas gon’ plot
i’m having drug we ain’t having no drought
i pull up hundred rounds clear that sh*t out
shout out the opp n*gga
i bet he wanna shoot his self when he found out
i put my d*ck in her mouth
i ain’t from the north but i came out the south
i put the pistol in my mama couch

lil motor
[verse]
yeah, wake up early getting to it
my trap short but sh*t going stupid
dance to this got trap ass music
can’t be around the percocet pill or the hi*tеch cause i’m abuse it
i keep that stick gotta stay alive
jump out thе street get a 9 to 5
real cocaine white shipping pies
i don’t walk around glock number 9
g30 new glock 45
on the 30 you can look in my eyes
i’m on point n*gga ain’t no surprise
i f*cked a b*tch and bought her five guys
different color glock this sh*t ain’t a toy
n*ggas hoes call ’em justin laboy
heard a opp died jumping for joy
roll a backwood smoking a boy
call my way a n*gga might get extorted
i married the money i can’t get divorced
i feel like yoda move the green with the four
the drac sound like you rep off a porch
you front me i’m running off with it of course
b*tch
i’m my mama son gotta go and get a bump
protected like donald trump
opp n*ggas never tatted on unk
every bag two points off the top
i’m wicked with the glock
i’m feeling like tupac, i put a deuce in my juice
i heard that sh*t there was stuck, ain’t calling no truce
tryna get up with me better call up the troops
yeah
[hook 2]
you make a move and i’m a shoot at your top
a lot of money know these n*ggas gon’ plot
i’m having drug we ain’t having no drought
i pull up hundred rounds clear that sh*t out
shout out the opp n*gga
i bet he wanna shoot his self when he found out
i put my d*ck in her mouth
i ain’t from the north but i came out the south
i put the pistol in my mama couch
i put the pistol in a n*gga mouth
you know that we drug dealing
this sh*t looking like a pharmacy these n*ggas running in and out
make one call he sin him
how is the plug the only one that count me out

lisha rae
[verse]
b*tch you talk a lot
you mad i took your spot
i’m a find out your drop after this p*ssy pop
i’m the queen and the mother everything you’re not
i am more of like a planet, you’s a f*cking rock
p*ssy dairy h*lla healthy you’s a f*cking rot
b*tch i be the whole kitchen you’s a f*cking pot
if i was ‘hammad ali b*tch you’d get f*cking dropped
i’m motivation in this b*tch while you’s a f*cking stop
dreaming dreaming h*lla screaming
p*ssy got him feigning
lil motor
[hook 2]
you make a move and i’m a shoot at your top
a lot of money know these n*ggas gon’ plot
i’m having drug we ain’t having no drought
i pull up hundred rounds clear that sh*t out
shout out the opp n*gga
i bet he wanna shoot his self when he found out
i put my d*ck in her mouth
i ain’t from the north but i came out the south
i put the pistol in my mama couch
i put the pistol in a n*gga mouth
you know that we drug dealing
this sh*t looking like a pharmacy these n*ggas running in and out
make one call he sin him
how is the plug the only one that count me out

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