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I declare war over all these
Fake pussy ass mofukas (Lets get it)
Yuh yuh (Where's the shotgun)
Get the fucking shotgun

Dump the pain
Straight out

and his motorcycle's sure sweet
But not everyone's seen Daddy's shotgun seat

Well he let's me pick the music playin'
Sings a bit when I make him
Always

La Vida loca
Blowin on the finest sticky
Just bump ya head if ya feel me
I'll be rollin till my heart stops
Shorty thick n she pretty
Shotgun
You

Yeah yeah
Yeahhh yeah

Dress my pain in Tom Ford
Is this a sign from above
Is love enough
Suffocating smoke through shotgun
Left our lips once more

sitting by my side
You know what we're gonna do
For us it ain't nothin' new

Gonna hit a shotgun kickoff on the dock
We'll be skinny dippin' off the rocks

the bounce
I'm floating by the ounce
Okay, ah!
Confident sprout
Like a garden I bloom
Ya'll polluting my style
Okay, nah
Ya'll be fishy like trout
Fiend for

I'll do anything make yall happy
Im ya friend, lover, and ya pappy
Riding shotgun in the old school Caddy
I'm just swanging in the streets like I'm

He should have known by all of my past sins
It's a wonder I ain't already locked up in the pin
Nothin' to lose on any given day
Will this be my last

hard to digest
Met a doctor by name of Dean
And he got us back to feeling our best
Ooh take me 'cross the galaxy
Shotgun I'm not sitting in the backseat

sleep tonight
Don't go out alone
And have your shotgun ready to go

And we'll keep warm by the car fire light
And we'll see more stars than we have ever

daughter
She fell in love with a beamer told her ride shotgun
This a red seater baby you know I'm not them
Tell em niggas go and keep up
Don't sleep up, they

How fuckin' strong you are - impressive pile of flesh
Lack of brain's compensated by aggression
Projected on the weak - helpless, defenseless
I want

the bounce
I’m floating by the ounce
Okay, ah!
Confident sprout
Like a garden I bloom
Ya’ll polluting my style
Okay, nah
Ya’ll be fishy like trout
Fiend for

from you now I'm laid up
Tell that bitch I'll be back by the morning
While I'm at it I'm fuckin' her best friend
Thick girl and I see that now we take

they can meet me on the CORNER
Shotgun shells & them other thangs
LOADED
Automatic weapons mayne somebody shoulda
TOLD YA
Don’t fuck w/the snakes yeah we

that I can't get done
I follow god then I get the job done
Slipping n sliding bad bitch riding shotgun
Look in my eyes like lookin right at the sun
I'm

talkin', no Cosby
Comin' with the flows, yeah, feel real godly, feelin' like I'm DeJ Loaf, yeah, come try me
I'ma have to call her, "ice cream." by the way

you make me feel so alive
Pull out your shotgun and fire in the hole
Load up on dreams of kings in diamond trench coats
Fantasise about where you wanna

Back down and old country road
If you drive by you'd never know
There's a coon dog laying
In the front yard we're out back
Working on a buddies car

and daddy's shine
Funny how the time flies by
Middle of nowhere county fairs
Ferris Wheels, first kiss, double dog dares
Porch swings and lemonade
Texacos

“My Lifestyle”
by Bakes

I'm the one that always gets the job done 
Bad bitch drivin’, while I'm ridin’ shotgun
Claimin’ you’re the realest, but I

smoke and drive
All the things I'm finna do to you
All our dreams is coming true
Got you shotgun in my ride
Got my hand up on that thigh
When I'm

Mr. Jones

Mike Jones

My 64/Mr. Jones

2007

away and let him be
He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Who?)
Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones)

I'm back my music tracks about

Mr. Jones

Elvin Jones

Live at the Village Vanguard

1968

away and let him be
He?s got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Who?)
Cause you?ll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones)

[Verse 2]
I used to get dissed by