100 lyrics for "And I shoot, and I shoot"
Don't shoot love baby Don't shoot love Don't shoot When you get that feeling I got my hands up screaming Shoot the lights out Got my hands up screaming So go ahead pull the trigger Go ahead pull the trigger
PlayDo you recall? I told you, This was just a matter of time. We would end up saying goodbye. And it won't be long Before you, try to shoot me out of the sky. This was just a matter of tick tick tick tick
PlayAs I climb onto your back, I will promise not to sting I will tell you what you want to hear, and not mean anything Then I treat you like a dog as I shoot my venom in You pretend you didn't know that I am a scorpion, oh My life is everything That feeds
PlayMetro, let's try something (dope) It's Drop top If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you I'm a ex con, used to sell crack at the Texaco Known for toting guns and it's what I'm on probation for
PlayI am ready, ready as anybody can be 'Cause I'm ready, ready as anybody can be I am ready for you, I hope you're ready for me I am ready for you, I hope you ready for me I got an axe handle pistol on a graveyard frame That shoot tombstone bullets, wearin'
PlayOh, my daddy said shoot And men like me come around He said take care of your mother Watch out for your sister With his gun, with his head held high He told me not to cry With his right hand on his rifle He swore it on the bible My daddy said shoot
PlayThe way you, the way you, the way you look tonight Baby, I'm a renegade Baby, you're a firestorm Move your body close to mine We can dance into the dawn I can see we're getting late And I could lose a year of sleep Shoot me straight into my heart We
PlayRunnin' wild and solo Just as fast as thing goes, boy Give me some more She's my little rock star, man she knows it She's shooting whiskey singing 'Sweet Child of Mine', now She ain't into wine and dinin' Ridin' 95 sittin' shot gun pretty Turnin' this
PlaySo if you got a problem, pick up the telephone For the guns and glory cowboys from the twilight zone At the Continental Club, there's no extras for striptease We're the gang that couldn't shoot straight but we aim to please She's bugging me again, run to
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