Oh Shooter (Sped-Up)

Oh Shooter (Sped-Up) - Robin Thicke

Lyrics by：Robin Thicke/Bobby Keys/James Gass/Robert Daniels

Composed by：Robin Thicke/Bobby Keys/James Gass/Robert Daniels

Yeah

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da

I heard some shouts like "Down on the floor"

Then even louder "We got shooters" shooters

I turned around I was starin' at chrome

Shotgun watches door got security good

Jumped right over counter pointed gun at wink

He tell her "I'm your shooter shooter shooter"

My hands up my hands up

They want me with my hands up no

Shooter

My hands up my hands up

They want me with my hands up no

Shooter

Oh oh yeah

Theives flyin' off at the mouth

Talkin' 'bout dumpin' and wettin' me something

Now their attentions on me cause

I don't look scared enough

Their callin' my bluff

With all these riches and all these riches

But ain't no loaners around

They thinkin' 'bout shooters they shooters they

Guns girls ladies get the guns get the

Shoot shoot shoot shoot shooters

My hands up

They want me with my hands up

Oh shooter

My hands up hands up

They want me with my hands up

No shooter

Oh oh oh

Lady walks into a shotgun surprise

Dropped to her knees saw her life 'fore her eyes

He said "***** is gonna get it everybody gon' regret it"

"I'm your shooter"

My hands up my hands up

They want me with my hands up

Oh shooter

My hands up my hands up

They want me with my hands up

No shooter

Oh oh

They want me with my hands up

Oh shooter

My hands up my hands up

They really really want it

Oh shooter

Oh oh oh

They want me with my hands up

Oh shooter

My hands up my hands up

They want me with my hands up

Oh shooter

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