Oh Shooter - Robin Thicke

I heard some shouts like

Down on the floor

Then even louder we go shooters

I turned around I was starin’at chrome

Shotgun watches door got security good

Jumped right over counter

Pointed gun at winky teller

I’m your shooter

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 No Shooter

Theives flyin off at the mouth

Talkin bout dumpin and wettin me something

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 donoughts around

My hands up,

They want me with my hands up Oh Shooter

My hands up- hands up,

They want me with my hands up No Shooter

Lady walks into a shotgun surprise

Dropped to her knees saw her life 'fore her eyes

He said Bitch is gonna get it Everybody gon’regret it

I’m your Shooter

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 No Shooter

They want me with my hands up Oh Shooter

My hands up, My hands up,

They really really want it Oh Shooter