Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shotgun, artist - Dumbfoundead. Album song Old Boy Jon, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.02.2013
Record label: BORN CTZN
Song language: English
Shotgun |
Getaway car, no road maps |
Memory gone, no throwbacks |
What if we leave never go back |
Don’t think hard, don’t hold back |
Let’s just go |
Your two jobs, your landlord |
Girl you ain’t gotta stand for this bullshit |
Just hop in, middle fingers up |
Let’s bounce we out in a new whip |
You saying that I lost my mind |
Trust me I’m feeling fine |
Just thought about the best time |
That I ever had is when we bumped and grind |
Why not let it last for a lifetime |
Blow tree 'til the sun go down |
Beach side while we sipping on a Mai Tai |
Let me get you one more round |
Girl you ain’t no trophy wife |
Why the fuck you want that life |
You don’t want that hold me tight |
You the pull you hair and choking type |
I’m that man, you that girl |
Do that dance that I like so much |
I like your touch, you like my car |
Then put your bags inside that trunk |
What’s a brand new car without a bad bitch |
Riding shotgun on the run to the casket |
If the cops come, come she know where to stash it |
Got her hair blowing in the wind with the ashes |
5'7, brunette |
New life, no debt |
Bright red, Corvette |
Where the fuck shall we go next? |
Clean slate with no past |
We change cars in El Paso |
Pass through as no mans |
And now we build our own castle |
Shotgun, shotgun, yeah she ridin' shotgun |
Wreckin', Rolling light it up |
And we flying high like Top Gun |
She got guns in her Prada bag |
And ain’t afraid to pop one |
Fuck a bad she’s fucking bad |
Y’all ever see a cop run? |
Mexico Patron shots |
Roleplay at the checkpoint |
Drove through them road blocks |
Man they gave us no choice |
I tell her take the wheel |
It’s getting way to real |
She shooting 38's rocking heels |
Skills |
What’s a brand new car without a bad bitch |
Riding shotgun on the run to the casket |
If the cops come, come she know where to stash it |
Got her hair blowing in the wind with the ashes |
Hotels, hair dyed |
It’s like a new girl every night |
Fast life in paradise |
We moving up to airlines |
Hood chick ain’t seen shit |
Now she on that G6 |
Put her on that cruise ship |
And see if she gets seasick |
3 kids, 2 dogs |
Big house with that white fence |
You the type of down broad |
I’m tryna' spend my life with |
Back then we were broke honey |
Came up on that coke money |
So funny how life works |
Turn light work to more money |
Go clean like dope fiends |
In rehab we road kings |
Nah, this ain’t a movie |
We just living out our own scenes |
You were down to ride |
So I got you 'til I die |
My shotgun, shotgun, always to my side |
Let’s just go |
Let’s just go |
Let’s just go |
Let’s just go |
What’s a brand new car without a bad bitch |
Riding shotgun on the run to the casket |
If the cops come, come she know where to stash it |
Got her hair blowing in the wind with the ashes |