H1TMaN

Slatt
Urrgh (Ooo)
Urrgh (Ooo)
Ooo (Ooo)
Pow, pow pow pow pow pow
Uhh, no (No, no, no, no, no)

One shot to the door now
Told my bro bring the heat round
Bring the girl, bring the heat now
Told the girl keep the heat down
Keep the girl, she want get down
For your ass get a beat down
Fuck a bitch I ain't like now
Told shawty I ain't like her now

Baby girl, I'm your hitman
Baby girl, I'm your hitman (I'm in love)
Baby girl, I'm your hitman, uh

Killin' an opp
Killin' an opp
Killin' an opp
I cannot lose
Back of the room
Smoking that boof
I'm on the roof
Fuckin' a groupie, okay
Shawty in love with a bitch
Shawty gon run it back one more time
Shawty keep hittin' my line (Shawty gon')
Shawty gon run it back one more time
Shawty, keep holdin' it down (Shawty gon, shawty gon, shawty gon)
Fuckin around
Uh, huh, uh
Oh, ooh, ooh
Oh woah, no no

Baby girl, I'm your hitman (Oh, no no no no)
Baby girl, I'm your hitman
Baby girl, I'm your hitman (No, no, no, no, no)
Baby girl, I'm your hitman

BHG got an uzi, I got a toolie
Hop in the spot, we bussin a groupie
Bitches be actin' like they ever knew me
You is a hoe and your man is a goofy (Goofy, what!)
All of these drugs got me feeling so woozy
Shawty on me, that shit bounce like a bunny (Woo, woo, woo)
He just want pipe, he be acting real funny
Feel like true love, nah just high off the molly
Ooh, yea, baby I'm your hitman (Oh)
Ooh baby yea, I'm your hitman
Ooh baby yea, I'm your hitman
Your boyfriend still want me, he my biggest fan
I ain't worried bout him I'm just worried bout bands
When I get this money we out to Japan
Your bitch is a freak, told me tie up her hand
Shut up lil hoe, I make all the demands
I'm buying these ounces, I'm fucking on grams
You know I love Rocky, Rest in Peace to Yams
Talk all your shit bitch I don't give a damn
You like all my page, are you really a fan?
This shit was too easy, bitch I'm not your man

Ooh, ooh, ooh (What)
Ooh, ooh



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Writer(s): Bhg Cartonyx
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