Shooter - August lyrics

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Shooter - August lyrics

[Intro] Shooter savage, yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah [Chorus] Rapping like a rap god Wallet is a fat f*ck Yeah Yeah, yeah One whole band I spend on necklace Like Rico I'm reckless Yeah Yeah, yeah I stay giving jobs I'm a boss Rick Ross I'm a boss Hugo I'm a boss Yeah, I swear I'm a boss Yeah, she want hug a boss Yeah, she want f*ck a boss Yeah, I nut in her mouth, yeah, she swallow me up Yeah Mc Hammer I can't get touched Alerted I can't get rushed I paint her face with no brush I make it sing like August Woah woah I make it sing like August Woah woah I make it sing like August [Verse 1] Shoot up tha block, Man it don't stop, stuffed with tha rocks, Mother f*ck the cops, stack up the quap We are them boys in the motherfu*king hood No pup I'm a big dog That Goyard bag that's kriss kross I'm a monster, but got good looks 100 pound draws just to hold my bollocks She swallow my kiddies, f*ck it like I want kiddies "RAW" The number one bad b*tch, Try to knock me off my business I pay for new titties, i pay for new ass cheeks I f*ck in the car seat, she a playboy like Carti [Chorus] Rapping like a rap god Wallet is a fat f*ck Yeah Yeah, yeah One whole band I spend on necklace Like Rico I'm reckless Yeah Yeah, yeah I stay giving jobs I'm a boss Rick Ross I'm a boss Hugo I'm a boss Yeah, I swear I'm a boss Yeah, she want hug a boss Yeah, she want f*ck a boss Yeah, I nut in her mouth, yeah, she swallow me up Yeah Mc Hammer I can't get touched Alerted I can't get rushed I paint her face with no brush I make it sing like August Woah woah I make it sing like August Woah woah I make it sing like August [Verse 2] Ill f*ck that b*tch and then i'll f*ck it again aye Next time I'ma bust in her friend aye She f*ck so good, I'ma buy her some Fendi aye She f*ck so good, I'ma buy her friend some Fendi aye Shoot out gun shot drops sound like pennies Just like a porn star Ida earned with my penis Wanna f*ck f*ck ya b*tch in pajamas I watch that ass while she's doing her yoga Bad b*tch slurp me up like some soda Remember, everything that i just told ya If he betrayed me, I let go on my homie DA DA DA shoot him up now that boy just a memory Woah! Yeah True shooter

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