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Bigroom blitz

by Scooter

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Chapter five!
International blitz!
It´s-it´s the bigroom blitz!

Tune it up!

Shotta got the plan, man
Always like a Grand Slam
Big shot, all in one
Shotalot is on the run
Crack on the whips, never check
Bust in tight, front to back
I reach my fate at the gates
God says shotta yo was great

When I´m shopping
And my bad filled with options so don´t ask
What it cost I´m in a Maserati
Coupe going so fast
That I lost ‘em
And my bitch got so much swag
That these bad bitches on us
Ah! Killing y´all, pow!

Bring the noise!

I jack them hoes, direct them hoes
Take ‘em home and let them hoes
Go live out their fantasies
They´re popping pills, I´m rolling weed
Even got a couple bad bitches overseas

Shotta got the slo-mo
You can call it pro flow
Every shot a straight flush
Shotalot is in a rush
Back on the floor, lyrical madness
On the mic, Jack the cactus
I reach my fate at the gates,
God says shotta, you was great!

Shotta gotta chicks, it´s-it´s the bigroom blitz!
Yeah!

Nobody´s hotta than shotta! Thank you!
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