Wow-rah!
T-Pain ya boy sharp
Wow-rah!!
T-Pain wow-rah! ya boy thunda'
? fire fire
Fire fire rah!
Fire fire
Yo yo yo
Number 1 shotta
Bad man make the girls shake like maracas
M-16 bust and take your whole top off
Were deal ear me don't f*ck with the knock-off
Push it to the limit and receive is the drop-off
Ah ho no..and pop it off for the 8-5-0
Build a fire let the stick, glow
Weinadealina whoa
And they won't bother me no
Bust a top for the 850 oh oh oh oh
Me say go! me say stop! pop! pop! rah! rah! rah!
Bust a top for the 8-5-0, rah rah rah
My boy carter now leader of the session
Black gs pop it if we need an intervention
Murder all these little song boys in succession
Niggas ain't eatin', it's a konvict procession
Gettin' paid to shut down the show is my profession
F*ck keepin' it easy I am not above aggression
Approach if you want but use your own discretion
When I crush these rappas careers they get left in a depression
You better stand clear when the mike's in my possession
And I bust every year 'cause that is my obsession
Sal t that t-pain call it out the expression
Black g's fire like a blacksmith from west side
I'm done mon'
Bustas don't bother me no
Unless I bust a top for the 8-5-0 (oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Me say go! me say stop! pop! rah! rah! rah!
Pop a top for the 8-5-0
Pass it to the ear with a mere pom pom!
Policeman they fear we don't keer pom pom!
Pop it off and bust it open here pom pom!
Let them hear pom pom! let them hear pom pom! let them hear pom pom!
Rah!
You see me coming man better get runnin' man
'cause when you see me you goin' see me with my gun in hand
Don't be a ? man we makin' money man
For we keep it comin' comin'
Tell them fools they need to just shut up
Roll near and farmer boys get f*cked up
Keep on talking and we kick your door not on
Find you in pieces your whole body cut up
Your king shut up scared why get this oh no
Dog don't argue to live this is so no
45 caliber will have your skin Bono make your skin Bono make your skin Bono
Bustas don't bother me no
Unless I bust a top for the 8-5-0 (oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Me say go! me say stop! pop! rah! rah! rah!
Pop a top for the 8-5-0
T-Pain - Shottas (Ft Kardinal Offishall & Cham) Lyrics
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Wow-rah!
T-Pain ya boy sharp
Wow-rah!!
T-Pain wow-rah! ya boy thunda'
? fire fire
Fire fire rah!
Fire fire
Yo yo yo
Number 1 shotta
Bad man make the girls shake like maracas
M-16 bust and take your whole top off
Were deal ear me don't f*ck with the knock-off
Push it to the limit and receive is the drop-off
Ah ho no..and pop it off for the 8-5-0
Build a fire let the stick, glow
Weinadealina whoa
And they won't bother me no
Bust a top for the 850 oh oh oh oh
Me say go! me say stop! pop! pop! rah! rah! rah!
Bust a top for the 8-5-0, rah rah rah
My boy carter now leader of the session
Black gs pop it if we need an intervention
Murder all these little song boys in succession
Niggas ain't eatin', it's a konvict procession
Gettin' paid to shut down the show is my profession
F*ck keepin' it easy I am not above aggression
Approach if you want but use your own discretion
When I crush these rappas careers they get left in a depression
You better stand clear when the mike's in my possession
And I bust every year 'cause that is my obsession
Sal t that t-pain call it out the expression
Black g's fire like a blacksmith from west side
I'm done mon'
Bustas don't bother me no
Unless I bust a top for the 8-5-0 (oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Me say go! me say stop! pop! rah! rah! rah!
Pop a top for the 8-5-0
Pass it to the ear with a mere pom pom!
Policeman they fear we don't keer pom pom!
Pop it off and bust it open here pom pom!
Let them hear pom pom! let them hear pom pom! let them hear pom pom!
Rah!
You see me coming man better get runnin' man
'cause when you see me you goin' see me with my gun in hand
Don't be a ? man we makin' money man
For we keep it comin' comin'
Tell them fools they need to just shut up
Roll near and farmer boys get f*cked up
Keep on talking and we kick your door not on
Find you in pieces your whole body cut up
Your king shut up scared why get this oh no
Dog don't argue to live this is so no
45 caliber will have your skin Bono make your skin Bono make your skin Bono
Bustas don't bother me no
Unless I bust a top for the 8-5-0 (oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Me say go! me say stop! pop! rah! rah! rah!
Pop a top for the 8-5-0
T-Pain ya boy sharp
Wow-rah!!
T-Pain wow-rah! ya boy thunda'
? fire fire
Fire fire rah!
Fire fire
Yo yo yo
Number 1 shotta
Bad man make the girls shake like maracas
M-16 bust and take your whole top off
Were deal ear me don't f*ck with the knock-off
Push it to the limit and receive is the drop-off
Ah ho no..and pop it off for the 8-5-0
Build a fire let the stick, glow
Weinadealina whoa
And they won't bother me no
Bust a top for the 850 oh oh oh oh
Me say go! me say stop! pop! pop! rah! rah! rah!
Bust a top for the 8-5-0, rah rah rah
My boy carter now leader of the session
Black gs pop it if we need an intervention
Murder all these little song boys in succession
Niggas ain't eatin', it's a konvict procession
Gettin' paid to shut down the show is my profession
F*ck keepin' it easy I am not above aggression
Approach if you want but use your own discretion
When I crush these rappas careers they get left in a depression
You better stand clear when the mike's in my possession
And I bust every year 'cause that is my obsession
Sal t that t-pain call it out the expression
Black g's fire like a blacksmith from west side
I'm done mon'
Bustas don't bother me no
Unless I bust a top for the 8-5-0 (oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Me say go! me say stop! pop! rah! rah! rah!
Pop a top for the 8-5-0
Pass it to the ear with a mere pom pom!
Policeman they fear we don't keer pom pom!
Pop it off and bust it open here pom pom!
Let them hear pom pom! let them hear pom pom! let them hear pom pom!
Rah!
You see me coming man better get runnin' man
'cause when you see me you goin' see me with my gun in hand
Don't be a ? man we makin' money man
For we keep it comin' comin'
Tell them fools they need to just shut up
Roll near and farmer boys get f*cked up
Keep on talking and we kick your door not on
Find you in pieces your whole body cut up
Your king shut up scared why get this oh no
Dog don't argue to live this is so no
45 caliber will have your skin Bono make your skin Bono make your skin Bono
Bustas don't bother me no
Unless I bust a top for the 8-5-0 (oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Me say go! me say stop! pop! rah! rah! rah!
Pop a top for the 8-5-0
Writer: DAMEON BECKETT, DAVE KELLY, JASON HARROW, FAHEEM NAJM
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC