Str8 Shots
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Str8 Shots
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Get it, touch right there babe
I ain't scared, I'm down
All I need is one time, one time
For me to go down and eat it like it's lunch time
I'm in a 4 door, Polo
Them horses but you roll up in a 4 door
In the mirror, she gorgeous
Bad like, nigga when you thought that green light
Baby get your head right, follow me to that east side
I fuck with some real niggas
The belly of the beast all day, VA
You know that we all deal wishing
Then I pop up the pussy in your face, fillet
At the party, got bank, got that bomb ass sushi
Call that ass to the sink
Stop acting like it ain't
And that's a violation, 3 seconds in the pain
Oh girl, I really fuck with ya
Girl, I think I'm in love with ya
That one girl, I only seen on my way yeah
It's a straight shot to the crib, no chaser
1, 2, 3, it's a straight shot to the crib
1, 2, 3, it's a straight shot to the crib
1, 2, 3, it's a straight shot to the crib
Straight shot to the crib, straight shot to the crib
Take shots, take shots, take shots, we don't waste shots
Take shots, take shots, take shots, to the crib
1, 2, 3, it's a straight shot to the crib
1, 2, 3, it's a straight shot to the crib
Okay, let me bust on the bullet
Automatic, call it pump, straight shots
Call it made shots in the Maybach
Throwing up the OHB cause we out here balling
And we still getting paid, buck
I elevate and get rich, VVS flow
Cutting through the diamonds like a fucking laser
Pow, pow, look at the crowd
Set up on shit, nigga look at me now
Gon' put it on wax, try to figure me out
Random selecting the line up, she picking me out
It's cause I'm a black guy and she a white girl
No I did not have my dick in her mouth
I'm busy being the life of the motherfucking party
Private jets, private sex, private departures
The money ain't a thing, I don't care 'bout an offer
But I'm 'bout put the pussy right up in the coffin, let's go
1, 2, 3, it's a straight shot to the crib
1, 2, 3, it's a straight shot to the crib
1, 2, 3, it's a straight shot to the crib
Straight shot to the crib, straight shot to the crib
Take shots, take shots, take shots, we don't waste shots
Take shots, take shots, take shots, to the crib
1, 2, 3, it's a straight shot to the crib
1, 2, 3, it's a straight shot to the crib
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Chris Brown performs "Str8 Shots", and this lyric page sits inside the Chris Brown catalog on LyroVerse.
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