Video Musik
Video Musik
Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Boosie Badazz
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vine Beats
Producer
Staff
Producer
Lirik
[Verse 1]
Now look at my lil' shooter
Ain't he shootin'
Been praying for a body
Won't he do it?
Now look at my lil' shooter
No sudden movements
Caught him in his shit make a smart **** stupid
[Verse 2]
Now look at my lil' shooter
Ain't he shootin'
Been praying for a body
Won't he do it?
Look at my lil' shooter
No sudden movements
Caught you in your shit turn a smart **** stupid
[Verse 3]
I came from a ghetto
Pussy ****, lay down
I'm coming in your house
I ain't shooting up no playground
That's click clack bitch get back
Everything we're told
I might shoot your son
But I ain't never shoot your daughter
I told myself buy you classic in New Orleans
What you sayin'
So I'ma wack you in New Orleans
Back to back you in them foreigns
Come and snatch you in the squad and
Don't me askin' 'bout no murders
Young **** come and serve you
[Verse 4]
Now look at my lil' shooter
You asking for respect which I demanded
You **** got blood in your panties
Shot your brother just to keep it in the family
Old rusty four four, you know me, nothing fancy
I like the cha cha
A .38 revolver do the dancing
Money cross the room hogtying up your mammy
[Verse 5]
Bitch come here, yeah, cowboy
Bitch, bitch get right bitch
Fuck your son
[Verse 6]
Now look at my lil' shooter
Ain't he shootin'
Been praying for a body
Won't he do it
Now look at my lil' shooter
No sudden movements
Caught him in his shit make a smart **** stupid
[Verse 7]
Now look at my lil' shooter
Ain't he shootin'
Been praying for a body
Won't he do it
Look at my lil' shooter
No sudden movements
Caught you in your shit turn a smart **** stupid
[Verse 8]
Now look at my lil' shooter
Got the beam by the muzzle
He was muscle till I showed him how to hustle
Gave him a brick Glock forty with a dick
Tell that **** cut the check
Or you gon' shoot him in his shit
[Verse 9]
Now look at my lil' shooter
Ain't he handsome
I think this Miss Ruby grandson
We get you and your man that's an And One
That L fiend leave him flat like a Samsung
[Verse 10]
Look at my lil' shooter
He be clutchin'
South side Queensborough we be thuggin'
I'm the wrong **** you wanna fuck with
With that beef and all of that club shit
That's the tee off in your trunk fit
Dump your body off in that tub bitch
[Verse 11]
Look at my lil' shooter
Keep that AK
Broad day caught him slippin' on the freeway
Them **** say I send hits and lay back
Boss move
Four **** in one car, wet 'em up, car pool
[Verse 12]
Now look at my lil' shooter
Ain't he shootin'
Been praying for a body
Won't he do it?
Now look at my lil' shooter
No sudden movements
Caught him in his shit make a smart **** stupid
[Verse 13]
Now look at my lil' shooter
Ain't he shootin'?
Been praying for a body
Won't he do it?
Look at my lil' shooter
No sudden movements
Caught you in your shit turn a smart **** stupid
[Verse 14]
Yeah that golden J day
Creepin' with his AK
Born a shooter I been a shooter
When I drop down bitches mayday
Fuck him and his brother
Go grab the car 'round
It just for me 'bout it to fuck you without a rubber
The third eighth not a problem
I swear boy you up and trouble
Tell me get him I got him
After that he shot his brother
My life is just like a movie
Lethal Weapon Danny Glover
Now cash don't cut for shit get ugly, for real
J Day
[Verse 15]
Look at my lil' shooter
Body game official
Ivan bleak ghost, lil' fiend boy I miss you
All of us are dangerous
We leave you with the fishes
Ruger, like I got 'em, boy
You know, I shoot terrific
Got a son get it done he call it homework
Where you popped him at ****, in his dome first
Checkmate, I play while the vets play
I boss talk
They say Marlo all my shooters
Don't know what you talkin' 'bout
But don't be playin' 'round my way
I let them vultures out
You want rap beef you gon' be cold
What you gon' rap about?
Tap you out
Look at my lil' **** on assignment
Won't they do it?
Shit I'm a gangster boo I love you
Won't he prove it?
We ain't packin' for decoration
We gon' use it
It's back to back with that yak
We gone stupid
Hope your crews got your 2's
'Cause this a cake bake ****
Sent my bitch to go snatch her
This is date rape ****
Boss man
[Verse 16]
Look at my lil' shooter
Ain't he shootin'
Been praying for a body
Won't he do it
Now look at my lil' shooter
No sudden movements
Caught him in his shit make a smart **** stupid
[Verse 17]
Now look at my lil' shooter
Ain't he shootin'
Been praying for a body
Won't he do it
Look at my lil' shooter
No sudden movements
Caught him in his shit make a smart **** stupid
Written by: Torence Hatch