Lyrics of 'Shotta' by Young Nudy

Huh (yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
How you like it, though?
He's a shotta (yeah)
He's a robber (yeah)
He's a trapper (he's a trapper)
He's a gangsta (gangsta)

Money-maker (money)
He's a killer (killer)
He's a realer (uh)
Real guerilla

She's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
She so nasty (she so nasty)
She so classy (she so classy)
She so sassy (she so sassy)
She so freaky (she so freaky)

And she with the shit (she with the shit)
And she get that cash (yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
And she 'bout that shit
I might trick somethin' (uh-huh)
Put a bitch on your head, she gon' trick somethin' (okay)
For that money, she ain't scared, she ain't scared of nothin'

She's a real go-getter, she gon' take somethin' (she gon' take somethin')
Yeah, uh-huh
Get you in the spot, she gave that dome dome (she gave that dome dome)
Yeah, doorbell ringin', I'm like dong dong
Yeah, kick your front door down and you know its on
Yeah, lay your ass down, you know what we on
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)

Bitch, get out, shit finna go down, slap his ass right now
With that 30, stick it in his mouth, wet that shit right now (okay)
I need that stash and I need that bag
Ay, nigga, where that cash? (Where it at?)
'Cause I'm slimin', so I need this shit
Grimy with that shit (yeah)

He's a shotta (uh)
He's a robber (yeah)
He's a trapper (he's a trapper)
He's a gangsta (he's a gangsta)

Money-maker (money-maker)
He's a killer (he's a killer)
He's a realer (he's a realer)
Real guerilla (Real guerilla)

She's a bad bitch (she's a bad bitch)
She so nasty (she so nasty)
She so classy (she so classy)
She so sassy (she so sassy)
She so freaky (she so freaky)

And she with the shit (she with the shit)
And she get that cash (yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
And she 'bout that shit
Mwah
T-t-that street shit make me wet (ooh)
Bae go get that check (yeah)
Niggas want smoke with me (what?)
Bae go get that TEC (bow, bow)

Ay, load up the clip while I'm grabbin' your dick (yeah, yeah)
Give him a kiss on the way to the lick (mwah)
In on a pack so I'm gettin' a split (yeah) (yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Fuck the police, I ain't tellin' 'em shit (ay, ay)
Bitches want my nigga, but don't know what to do with him (yeah)
You could fuck him, you could suck him
But I'm the one get loot with him (ay, yeah)

Ay, yeah, lil' bitch you ain't like that (uh)
Pussy come with a price tag (yeah)
Broke nigga take a look at me
And understand he can't afford that
I'm a bad bitch and I'm classy (ay, yeah)
Got some street soldiers that'll blast shit (bow, bow, bow)
Keep a big bust-it 'cause I'm nasty
Pistol by the bed when we smashin' (yeah, yeah, ah)

He's a shotta (uh)
He's a robber (yeah)
He's a trapper (he's a trapper)
He's a gangsta (he's a gangsta)

Money-maker (money-maker)
He's a killer (he's a killer)
He's a realer (he's a realer)
Real guerilla (Real guerilla)

She's a bad bitch (she's a bad bitch)
She so nasty (she so nasty)
She so classy (she so classy)
She so sassy (she so sassy)
She so freaky (she so freaky)

And she with the shit (she with the shit)
And she get that cash
And she 'bout that shit (yeah, yeah)