Shot Caller lyrics

by

Word Play


[Chorus]

[Verse 1]
Dippin' in a 'Lac, a n*gga on his Mac
Seen a big booty b*tch, watch how a n*gga mack
Word Play up on the track so these b*tches on my di*k
Weak n*ggas can't touch me so y'all might as well quit
D. Rose on the street, even Stevie can see
Ball so hard muthaf*ckas can't find me
Harry Fraud on the beat, Hard Court Hi's on my feet
n*ggas ain't f*cking with me, y'all need to take some seats
Smoking on that green so n*ggas call me Seth
Yeah I'm from Missouri but I don't f*ck with meth
I'm a shot caller, point blank period
I got that heavy flow, make you think you on your period

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[Verse 2]
Back on the scene, n*gga's swag so mean
Getting twerked on in the club when Word Play is on that lean
Don't be funny style with the funky-funky child
Watching 8-Mile, ain't seen my n*gga in a while
North County n*gga, nah yeen 'bout this life
Beat killer muthaf*cka, might get 25 to life
Your b*tch nasty, your b*tch so trife
The life of the wife was ended by the knife
Name sounds Italian, call me Lucky Luciano
My n*gga Steez got them keys, but he don't play piano
Milk Man from Cali, got all the weed I need
Think you can be a shot caller like me? n*gga please

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