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Toosii ft. DaBaby – Shop

Popular international musical artist Nau’Jour Grainger , Toosii comes through with new single which he has dubbed “Shop” to bless his fans. collaborated with American rapper, DaBaby 

Title: Shop
Artist: Toosii ft. DaBaby
Genre: Hip Pop
Year: 2021

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Toosii ft. DaBaby – Shop Lyrics

[Intro: Toosii]
Fo’ sho’ (Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no)
(What’s happenin’, Chi Chi?)
Fo’ sho’
Yeah, mm

[Chorus: Toosii]
Tell a nigga, “Don’t play” (Tell a nigga, “Don’t play”)
Make it hard for you, send shots right where you lay (Right where you lay)
Know I keep my distance, one call and I’m on the way (I’m on the way)
I’m tryna see ’bout it (See ’bout it)
The only man I fear is God ’cause they know we ’bout it
Yeah, they know we ’bout it (We ’bout it)
Only run with steppers, can’t do a weak body (Weak body)
Only V8s and V12s when we ridin’ (We ridin’)
Bad bitch, she ridin’, ayy (She ridin’)
And I gotta fuck with the gang, gang, know he slidin’
RIP the opps, gotta put clips on opps
Fuckin’ with rich niggas, we won’t hit licks, hit for stocks
All of the whips convertible, tell her to pick the drop
And I’ll take a nigga life ‘fore I take a bitch to shop

[Verse 1: Toosii]
Only do the red keys (Red keys)
Ain’t a dead body, but I’ll stretch her out on the bed sheet (On the bed sheet)
‘Fore I fuck her, you know that I ask her for the head please (Head, please)
Get the nigga dead, please (Dead, please)
10k, get the whip, flip, that’s a rip-stick, dead G’s, dead Glocks
And I ain’t Young Money but I’m down to make the bed rock, ayy
I’ma roll out the pussy, watch the gang, roll a dead opp
Told the bitch to head rock
Know the beat knock how her head bop
And I’m a clean nigga but you know I like the head slop
Slide when we headshot (Headshot)
I’m a fan of the green beam, don’t do the red dots
I’m the type of nigga to give her dick, I’ma make her legs lock (Legs lock)
And I’ll still run a nigga down, I’m tryna head-shop (Head-shop)
I’m hitting every shot (Every shot)

[Chorus: Toosii]
Tell a nigga, “Don’t play” (Tell a nigga, “Don’t play”)
Make it hard for you, send shots right where you lay (Right where you lay)
Know I keep my distance, one call and I’m on the way (I’m on the way)
I’m tryna see ’bout it (See ’bout it)
The only man I fear is God ’cause they know we ’bout it
Yeah, they know we ’bout it (We ’bout it)
Only run with steppers, can’t do a weak body (Weak body)
Only V8s and V12s when we ridin’ (We ridin’)
Bad bitch, she ridin’, ayy (She ridin’)
And I gotta fuck with the gang, gang, know he slidin’
RIP the opps, gotta put clips on opps
Fuckin’ with rich niggas, we won’t hit licks, hit for stocks
All of the whips convertible, tell her to pick the drop
And I’ll take a nigga life ‘fore I take a bitch to shop

[Verse 2: DaBaby]
Two FNs stuffed in my Amiris, these ain’t Levi’s
Knew how it felt to hold a gun when I was knee-high
Uncle Ray let me hold his .38 whenever we’d ride (We’d ride)
At the age of five, back then, I ain’t understand, I ain’t see why (Let’s go)
And a nigga damn sure never saw me rappin’
Either way it go, they gon’ have to catch me with that fire, no lackin’
Quit frontin’ your move, ain’t none of y’all bitch ass niggas about no action
I get mad in this bitch, come off my hip and wet up your Starter jacket
And the niggas I’m with gon’ step on any other nigga that saw it happen
Hope you lil’ niggas know
Every nigga ’round me, he done did it before, I’ll kill you at my show
Two hundred twenty-five thousand get me out the door, half a million or more
I make her cry me a river before we get close, need to get me a boat

[Chorus: Toosii & DaBaby]
Tell a nigga, “Don’t play” (Tell a nigga, “Don’t play”)
Make it hard for you, send shots right where you lay (Right where you lay)
Know I keep my distance, one call and I’m on the way (I’m on the way)
I’m tryna see ’bout it (See ’bout it)
The only man I fear is God ’cause they know we ’bout it
Yeah, they know we ’bout it (We ’bout it)
Only run with steppers, can’t do a weak body (Weak body)
Only V8s and V12s when we ridin’ (We ridin’)
Bad bitch, she ridin’, ayy (She ridin’)
And I gotta fuck with the gang, gang, know he slidin’
RIP the opps, gotta put clips on opps
Fuckin’ with rich niggas, we won’t hit licks, hit for stocks
All of the whips convertible, tell her to pick the drop
And I’ll take a nigga life ‘fore I take a bitch to shop

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