'Cause I've got you in the sights of my love gun Ain't no use to hide, ain't no use to run They call me the hunter, that's my name A pretty woman like you, is my only game I bought me a love gun, just the other day And I aim to aim it your way The first

Bouncin' on the dashboardBoppin' to the beat To every bump in the road Every hole in the street Bought him at the Walmart Got 'em on sale The last one sittin' there dusty on the shelf It's just a tiny figurine But are we missin' what it means We got

My nigga locked up with a smartphone I'm tryna drop some babies in her jawbone That's some street shit, we got next, bitch Bought a necklace just to flex, bitch If Puerto Rico wasn't gone he would be right here with me If True wasn't gone he would be

You ought to see her when she's on You ought to see her when she's on that leather couch She turns every head coming down the sidewalk In that red sundress that she just bought Causing a traffic jam on a green light A string of pearls showing off her

So what game shall we play today? How about the one where you don't get your way? And even if you do, that's o.k., Dinner at eight, that sounds fine, I suppose it means you'll turn up round nine, Bought a bunch of flowers just for her, She says the

Aw naw, somebody just bought a Aw naw, it would be so wrong Yeah, I think I'm gonna leave I just had that one drink And we've all gotta be up early Boys, we oughta shut her down Just take it to the house Before anybody starts getting crazy So I started

I bought the golden band she wore, on the hand that closed the door And I bought the shoes that just walked out on me I bought her fancy clothes, for all occasions And that new car so she could go just any ole where she pleased Designer names and diamond

If you wanna ride, just name your price don't play cheap, with your heart Don't make a bet if you can't write the check, for me, for me. Cause I can be bought, but you'll pay the cost If you can afford me If you want me, a cherry on top, the pick of the

I'm just waiting 'til I'm eighteen She told me to meet her there, I cannot afford the bus fare, I'm not old enough for her, So tell me what else can I do? I bought my fake ID for you You got me waiting in a queue, For a bar I can't get into, I'm not old

Every time he'd talk about her, She was a flower for the takin', Her beauty cut just like a knife He was a banker from Macon, He swore he'd love her all a his life He bought her a mansion on the mountain, With a formal garden and a lot a land But