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letra de shooter - tyfontaine

[intro: ty fontaine]
(sh-t)
(sh-ttin’ me)
(uh-huh)
yes, sir (yes, sir)
(what you sayin’, ty?)
(1800 sh-t)
i can, can, uh (let’s go)
yeah

[chorus: ty fontaine]
teach you how to get like this, boy, i am not a tutor (i am not a tutor)
concealed on my brother, boy, i swear he got a ruger (bang-boom-boom)
shoot him and his boy like he 2pac, he [?] (sh-t)
i like my b-tches bad, kinda, ooh, cougars (cougars)

[verse 1: ty fontaine]
ha, young n-gga raised in the jungle (jungle)
and i can when they scared, don’t say a word, he mumble (don’t say a word)
[?] like this, ain’t thorough, he crumble (just like that)
my b-tches bad and bougie, talk they sh-t, ha, not humble (talk they sh-t)
uh, ksubi the jeans (ksubi the jeans)
hop out the h-llcat, where the ends at? (skrrt)
young fly n-gga, i been that (been that)
and a bad b-tch i been havin’ (hey)
funny little n-gga, [?] (hey)
told me this wasn’t it, look where i’m at (woo, woo)
look what i did, look at the fit, ha (look what i did)
from head to toe, this [?] (hey, ho)
sit back and watch, ha
i gave you the [?] (sit there and watch)
sit back and watch (sit there and watch)
ha, watch me arrive (watch me arrive)
yeah

[chorus: ty fontaine & yung kayo]
teach you how to get like this, boy, i am not a tutor (i am not a tutor)
concealed on my brother, boy, i swear he got a ruger (i swear he got a brrt)
shoot him and his boy like he 2pac, he [?] (oh, my)
(yeah)
i like my b-tches bad, kinda, ooh, cougars (i love her)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: yung kayo & ty fontaine]
rick owens slippers, know now i got a thirty-count bag (ooh, b-tch, b-tch, b-tch)
(ha, i love her)
have a b-tch count twenty thousand then put in the bag ([?], b-tch)
(ha, i love her)
remember days in math, i slip in the raf (psh, blatt-blatt-blatt-blatt, b-tch)
know i just get to the money ’cause that is what is matter (du-du-du-du, ooh, let’s go)
fifteen hundred for the tennis shoes, told that boy shoo, what you ’bout to do? (let’s get it, let’s get it)
i was raised just to go get to the money, i don’t give a f-ck ’bout your schedule (b-tch, b-tch, b-tch)
we do not love on a girl, f-ck the feelings, i’m goin’ to sleep when i’m wantin’ to (ha, ha, ha, let’s go)
have lil jay empty the clip with the ten when you sleep so you better not make a move (du-du-du-du-bam-du-du-du-bam)
better not move new
walk around, two poles
[?] sh-t (b-tch, b-tch)
we go two in a row

[chorus: ty fontaine]
teach you how to get like this, boy, i am not a tutor (i am not a tutor)
concealed on my brother, boy, i swear he got a ruger (i swear he got a brrt)
shoot him and his boy like he 2pac, he [?] (oh, my)
i like my b-tches bad, kinda, ooh, cougars (i love her)

[outro: ty fontaine]
(ha, i love her)

- tyfontaine

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