Oh Shooter Songtext
von Robin Thicke

I heard some shouts like
down on the floor
Then even louder we got shooters
I turned around I was starin′ at chrome
Shotgun watches door got security good
Jumped right over the counter
Pointed gun at winky teller
I'm your shooter

(Chorus)
My hands up, My hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh Shooter
My hands up, My hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh Shooter


Theives flyin′ off at the mouth
Talkin' bout dumpin' and wettin′ me somethin′
Now their attentions on me cause i don't look scared enough
Their callin′ my bluff
with all these riches and all these switches
But ain't no donughts around

(Chorus)
My hands up, My hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh Shooter
My hands up, My hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh Shooter

Lady walks into a shotgun suprise
Dropped to her knees saw he life before her eyes
he said bitch is gonna get it everybody gon′ regret it
i'm your shooter

(Chorus)
My hands up, My hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh Shooter
My hands up, My hands up
They want me with my hands up
Oh Shooter