Yea yea yea
Weezy baby yall dont get shot
Rappin fire what you know about it
I brought my homie along for the ride
He strapped he came here to come out the barrel

[Robin Thicke]
I heard some shouts like "Down on the floor"
Then even louder we got shooters shooter
I turn around I was starin at chrome
Shotgun watches door got security good
Jumped right over counter
Pointed gun at wink he tell her
Im your shooter shooter shooter

My hands up my hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh shooter [2x]

[Lil Wayne]
I think they want me to surrender
But no I cant do it [2x]

So many doubt cause I come from the South
But when I open up my mouth all bullets come out
Bang! Die bitch nigga die I hope you bleed a lake
Ima play x-ray helpin yall see the fake
Im just tryin to be the great tryin to get a piece of cake
Take it offa your plate eat it right in your face
They got a whole lot to say but I dont listen
Call me automatic Weezy bitch I keep spittin pow

[Robin Thicke + (Lil Wayne)]
With all these riches and all these riches
But aint no loaners around
They thinkin about shooters that-shooters that
Guns-Girls-Ladies that-Gunners that
Shoot shoot shoot shoot shooter