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Rick Ross - Head Shots Lyrics

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  • [Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
  • I got them Robin jeans saggin’ and I ain’t even bragging
  • I gave the ***** 500 ***** it, I ain’t even crabby
  • Now I’m getting older rocking Gucci, Louie loafers
  • I still remember the first day that I ain’t have to serve smokers
  • You brought sand to the beach, I brought toast to the social
  • I gave your girlfriend an autographed Gucci Mane poster
  • It ain’t nothing motha*****in’ secret, hell yea I got shooters
  • I’m the plug to the plug, I’m a goddamn booster
  • You ain’t no motha*****in’ gangsta, you’s a goddamn groupie
  • And you getting in the way ‘cause ya homegirl choosing
  • On my birthday, Gucci want a brand new Uzi
  • On my worst day, I’m worth 10 mil on jewelry
  • [Hook]
  • Killers waiting in the bushes just to tie ya ass up
  • Gave my young nigga a dub and told him fire ya ass up
  • It seem like everywhere you go, somebody try yo ass up
  • I got real money nigga, I can buy my own luck
  • Headshots, headshots
  • All my young niggas aiming headshots
  • Headshots, headshots
  • Put a dub on your head, headshots
  • Headshots
  • [Verse 2: Rick Ross]
  • Your son called you a dead beat
  • Step on my feet nigga, you dead meat
  • I'm grinding up this ground beef
  • I think they just wanna surround me
  • Self made with a brick too
  • Nigga shoes dirty but the stick new
  • In the twelfth grade with a big crew
  • Now I’m well paid, I can flip few
  • Holding on to my dick, Michael Corleone, *****
  • Head shot like Fredo, ***** nigga don’t flinch
  • The empire back, that empire back
  • I got some whip out in Fulton, my brick just keep bouncing back
  • [Hook]
  • [Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
  • Couple niggas got killed at my show last weekend
  • But how am I to blame if they were already beefing
  • When they first started shooting man we was just leaving
  • Try Bricksquad and we won't let you get off that easy
  • Gucci Mane the CEO I feel like Eazy
  • The rap game love me but the dope game need me
  • Baby says she never seen a nigga so freezy
  • But these VVS diamonds make me feel like Meech
  • I had a pistol in the club the first day I met Weezy
  • AR in the car the first day I met Jeezy
  • When I first started dissing niggas it was just teasing
  • Glock 40 on my hip, it was just me and Mac Bre-Z
  • [Hook]

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