27 Shots Lyrics

They try to say California is plastic
I think New York got the most plastic niggaz too
f**k all you niggaz comin' out to the Soul Train Awards
With them pop a*s headsets around your ears like Britney Spears

That's some old Bobby Brown and New Edition shit
That's some old real Michael Jackson shit, I'm comin' with Crazy Vic
Let me hear you tryin' to copy my shit, f**k the impact eventually
'Cause there's a lot of corny niggaz performin' out there

Fat stomachs, make-up and eye glare, what the f**k do I care?
Niggaz with they a*s out, groupies in cheap motels tryin' to f**k
And crash out, motherf**kers ain't networkin', strippers checkin' in
Motherf**kers on motorcycles, pickup trucks with license plates on 'em

Bringin' mad shit from down South, big after parties
I'ma turn my phone off, I don't wanna shake hands, meet no-f**kin'-body
Arrogant bastard, no commercial shit, break your neck
s*ck my d**k in the world, f**k the critics, everything I make is a hit

f**k you applehead motherf**kers tryin' to make
Some old Carribean mixed with that Trinity keyboard shit
Hip-Hop shit, that's some old Broadway musical shit
I don't even listen to that cartoon shit
Tell your A&R and his wife to get out my f**kin' life

27 shots, 27 shots, 27 shots

Shut up, listen to my shit 'cause yo ca*sette single is gay
Writin' that bullshit, I hear on the radio by these homo niggaz everyday
Butter soft, sissy shit, I got the real tell it like it is pissy shit
Yo shit is some fake a*s gorilla code shit, white suits, mansion yachts
Scared a*s nigga doin' videos, buyin' models on some boat shit

I tell you straight G, I can't f**k with it, girls still messin' with you
Your shit is wack, any bitch in they right mind
Shouldn't have s*x with you, rusty nigga that don't use soap
I f**k around and piss all over your leather, faggot a*s trenchcoat

Don't ever act hardcore, you's a suburban nigga, you get serviced nigga
You never even been in a f**kin' street fight
Look at your old photo album pictures, you's a bunch of hype
Kiss my a*s, nobody picked up the f**kin' mic, untalented bitch
Like you some wild a*s, inner city kid from the projects, who's next?

27 shots, 27 shots, 27 shots

Then I really disrespect all production out there
That bullshit niggaz programmin', f**k Johnny Hammond, Sonny Stitch
That shit ain't gettin' you rich, just a packed crowd, low bitches
A bunch of f**kin' d**ks, I'd rather see some a*s
A nice club with a fat a*s

And all you motherf**kers actin' like you Jamaican
American to the core, copyin' that shit on tour
Y'all niggaz be against speakers with your ears sore, stank a*s boots
With no socks on, f**kin' up the dancefloor, since when you ate codfish
And meat patties? I got cousins with Jheri curls in Caddies

27 shots, 27 shots, 27 shots

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