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dj nytty - shot down كلمات الأغنية

intro_roseinhim/luck

rosinhim_ (ay)
luck_(chea… luck)

verse_luck

we was jus two birds tryna fly like ratchets/
dead a cute couple all we needed was caskets/

use ta keep it jumping like a toddler mattress/
till them bird brain ducks u fucc wit start yapping/

like please don’t like, em he’s no item/
yea i screwed up but nah i ain’t like them/

yea i dipped in it but nah i ain’t like them/
can’t have u on god i won’t wife them/

learn from mistakes, then try to right em/
but u not perfect, this ain’t one sided/

here i go being a ass again
u need a aspirin /
ta deal wit all my shyt/
fake news, real lies, and all my chicks/
i ain’t mean ta hurt u tho, i was jus lit/

give me another bullet promise won’t miss/
cuz dead ass, u my bytch, on sum real shyt/

hook x2

shoota shoota done shot me down/
please tell me what im gon do now/

yea shorty let that thing go pop/
so i’m lookin for my baby like im lookin for a op now/

verse_luck

i think about u sometimes at night/
i met the right girl at the wrong time in life/

im on my own now, had ta say twos to a real one/
but late nights with mary and henny make me feel numb/

got a couple joints around but i don’t feel them/
cuz they ain’t put in work like you, when the bills come/
radio on just tryna relax
it got me…/
missin a ex…
like a relapse and i be…/

on my grind
to keep my mind/
off ya shine
and thats no lie/

u on ya glow up
too bad we took separate paths i had ta grow up/
you needed me in the past and i ain’t show up/

but thats all changed like a broken bill/
and i pray that ya heart not broken still/

give me another bullet promise won’t miss/
cuz dead ass, you my bytch, on sum real shyt/

bridge_rosinhim

i don’t wanna be a playa no mo
but d_mn bytch that’s my shyt/
im sick of the fits, im done wit this chick
she gone with jus a fl!ck of the wist
and you won’t be missed (like yea…)/
i don’t wanna be a playa no mo
(im not a playa i jus fucc a a lot)/
im sick of the fits, im done wit this chick
she gone with jus a fl!ck of the wist
and you won’t be missed (like yea)/

verse_ pdot xcabar

no doubt about it she a bad bytch/
and we both gettin money she make me feel like im rich/

she gon ride thru the struggle
yea she ain’t never gone switch/
now i wanna come back home
be like lilo and stitch/

but no matter what we go thru
ima fix it like a puzzle/
even if i gotta hold you
and tell you how much i love you/ (huh)

baby im jus tryna hustle
and pursue my dreams/
i kno shyt ain’t really what it seems
just believe in me please/

hook x2

shoota shoota done shot me down/
please tell me what im gon do now/

yea shorty let that thing go pop/
so i’m lookin for my baby like im lookin for a op now/

outro_ roseinhim

i got the bag/
i got the bread in the bag/
i got the broad in da bag/

that in the bag /
got all da bucks n da bag/
hop out the trap on a track/

rap on the track ryte now
little bootie on deck
im fuccin yo joint/

got eleven thirty minutes
till the flight leave the morning
and got danm shorty im drunk/

(laughs) just fuccin with it , alright stop it

- dj nytty

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