Lyrics GO - Quan'ta , Shootem Up

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Aye aye

Fast car I'm in this bitch doing the dash
Plug call he gotta good price on the gas
Them titis real but what you pay for all that ass
They left me hanging thought I was gonna go out bad
But I remember nights when niggas left me in the cold
I doubled back and now I'm on the top floor
I stayed down I showed you niggas how it go
Them packs I let them go
That bitch I let her go

Go
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Them packs I let them go
That bitch I let her go
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Them packs I let them go
That bitch I let her go

You can't name a city that a nigga been in that don't fuck with me
I been catching fades since back than my brother Jodeci
Pain killers got me geeked up I might just od
Bad bitch I just need a real that's gonna twerk for me
Elm street hood bitch she gonna hit the turf with me
Keep shaking that ass I got bad bitches throwing ones for me
Imma make it rain shit hurricane if she keep doing tricks up on this dick
She just did a split rebirth on my fit ain't nothing special bout this bitch
All my niggas paid all my niggas really rich
Made out the bottom all my niggas really lit
Keep throwing that pussy make me throw it in this bitch

Fast car I'm in this bitch doing the dash
Plug call he gotta good price on the gas
Them titis real but what you pay for all that ass
They left me hanging thought I was gonna go out bad
But I remember nights when niggas left me in the cold
I doubled back and now I'm on the top floor
I stayed down I showed you niggas how it go
Them packs I let them go
That bitch I let her go

Go
Go
Go
Go
Them packs I let them go
That bitch I let her go
Go
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Them packs I let them go
That bitch I let her go

Bitch I came up selling snow
Not the one that you shovel though
The one that's in the movie blow
That's something everybody know
Used to run to the back door
Than walk right out the front
I don't listen to a nigga rules
You know shootem doing what he want
Wish a bitch would say choose
Shit I ain't picking neither one
This ain't a knife dog this a gun
She ain't a bitch bitch she a one
I ain't have nothing for a long time now i buy a whole lot of big shit
Niggas mad cause my wrist lit
Hoes mad cause I talk shit
I was broke the trap was hiring so i signed up
Making bitches line up
Telling niggas time up
Aint take a while I got some racks and made my mind up
Doing a 100 on the freeway make them find us

Fast car I'm in this bitch doing the dash
Plug call he gotta good price on the gas
Them titis real but what you pay for all that ass
They left me hanging thought I was gonna go out bad
But I remember nights when niggas left me in the cold
I doubled back and now I'm on the top floor
I stayed down I showed you niggas how it go
Them packs I let them go
That bitch I let her go