Gimme a Shot
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Gimme a shot
D'usse and Henny no rocks
Gimme dat
Yo bitch a Thot
First night she giving me top
I got the glock
I'm coming you ready or not
skrr skrr
I'm bout to pop
Shoot you right dead on yo block
Gimme A Shot
Ooo ooo oooo
Gimme a shot
Ooo ooo oooo
Gimme a shot
Ooo ooo oooo
Gimme a shot
D'usse and Henny no rocks
Gimme that brown Gimme that clear
I need a round ain't tryna spare
This my time this my year
This my town let it be clear
Oh that's yo girl well she just blew me
She's such a a groupie she just want
Louie
Man I'm Too Major how could you blame her
He tried to tame her control your anger
Outta control outta my mind
Pour me some more it'll be fine
Who tryna drive the boat
Then it's bout time to smoke
Look at them tryna cope
I guess I'm there sign of hope
Shots on top of shots go head and gimme that
Tell the bartender here's my liver please don't give it back
I think the devil took my soul I can't get it back
And now I'm out here on my own looking for a check
Gimme a shot
D'usse and Henny no rocks
Gimme dat
Yo bitch a Thot
First night she giving me top
I got the glock
I'm coming you ready or not
Skrr skrr
I'm bout to pop
Shoot you right dead on yo block
Gimme A Shot
Ooo ooo oooo
Gimme a shot
Ooo ooo oooo
Gimme a shot
Ooo ooo oooo
Gimme a shot
D'usse and Henny no rocks
Gimme a shot
D'usse and Henny no rocks
Gimme dat
Yo bitch a Thot
First night she giving me top
I got the glock
I'm coming you ready or not
skrr skrr
I'm bout to pop
Shoot you right dead on yo block
Gimme A Shot
Ooo ooo oooo
Gimme a shot
Ooo ooo oooo
Gimme a shot
Ooo ooo oooo
Gimme a shot
D'usse and Henny no rocks
Gimme that brown Gimme that clear
I need a round ain't tryna spare
This my time this my year
This my town let it be clear
Oh that's yo girl well she just blew me
She's such a a groupie she just want
Louie
Man I'm Too Major how could you blame her
He tried to tame her control your anger
Outta control outta my mind
Pour me some more it'll be fine
Who tryna drive the boat
Then it's bout time to smoke
Look at them tryna cope
I guess I'm there sign of hope
Shots on top of shots go head and gimme that
Tell the bartender here's my liver please don't give it back
I think the devil took my soul I can't get it back
And now I'm out here on my own looking for a check
Gimme a shot
D'usse and Henny no rocks
Gimme dat
Yo bitch a Thot
First night she giving me top
I got the glock
I'm coming you ready or not
Skrr skrr
I'm bout to pop
Shoot you right dead on yo block
Gimme A Shot
Ooo ooo oooo
Gimme a shot
Ooo ooo oooo
Gimme a shot
Ooo ooo oooo
Gimme a shot
D'usse and Henny no rocks
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Writer(s): Delano Barnes
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