Oh Shooter

I heard some shouts likeDown on the floorThen even louder we go shootersI turned around I was starin' at chromeShotgun watches door got security goodJumped right over counterPointed gun at winky tellerI'm your shooterMy hands up, My hands up,They want me with my hands upOh ShooterMy hands up, My hands up,They want me with my hands upNo ShooterTheives flyin off at the mouthTalkin bout dumpin and wettin me somethingNow their attentions on me causeI don't look scared enoughTheir callin' my bluffWith all these riches and all these switchesBut ain't no donoughts aroundMy hands up,They want me with my hands upOh ShooterMy hands up- hands up,They want me with my hands upNo ShooterLady walks into a shotgun surpriseDropped to her knees saw her life 'fore her eyesHe said Bitch is gonna get itEverybody gon' regret itI'm your ShooterMy hands up, my hands upThey want me with my hands upOh ShooterMy hands up, My hands up,They want me with my hands upNo ShooterThey want me with my hands upOh ShooterMy hands up, My hands up,They really really want itOh Shooter