Camp Lo — Gotcha lyrics

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(crooks )!!Must
be out your god damn mind (non stop action )!!Thinking
you gonna stop us (you can't stop the crooks )!!Cause
we got the crooks (crooks )!!here (here )!!all (all )!!year (year )!!Gotcha
[Suede]!!

Yo
cracking out the sky rainbow six mobile bubble gum Hitting
Harlem handles as it drizzles in my chocolate bum Smoking
Sacramento with my doja blowing out the leaves Kansas
City special on the side crooked autos [Cheeba]???

Yo
hand specialties retro revolvers Toros
raging bull raging hornet Sweet
scarlet tough guy squeal when he's cornered Hasn't
any arms any armor [Suede]

A
mercury window might give you whiplash Mademoiselle
a carousel practicing witchcraft Electric
acid or Kodak matches a hazard Sasperrella
jazz magic meander panda upon a savage Amazing
prototype Dolomite satellite my might In
flight might ship shift on your two vivid nights Left
some stretched arm along pawn sexed on Hopscotch
moon rocks lavender pony capricorn [Cheeba]

Grand
Theft Auto supremacy broads out the car Lo Unload
exhaust out the Quattro Just
in case the pigs come in range and the cotch blow A
little painless stainless steel Gotcha

(We!! need crooks on deck )!!Must
be out your god damn mind (tell me what bank is next )!!Thinking
you gonna stop us (here we go )!!Cause
we got the crooks (crooks )!!here (here )!!all (all )!!year (year )!!Gotcha
[Cheeba]!!

Whole
lot of things lots of banks got Crooks
gotta flame power train Mazdas We're
here man just, a matter of ticks before we conquer [Suede]

Winners
take all Wild
horses mud slides slim snow creatures in the fall through my magic doors Star
dust seven me, and Cheeba handing and no minor oceans eleven Waving
the falcon raven [Cheeba]

Only
one higher law code Remington
fire bar low Amazing
grace when we tazing vault Talk
about hault must be crazy Minute
men in and out hit again quote Langston
Hughes when we casing Racing
from Euro to Peking close To
catching us but, no cigar [Suede]

Just
an avalanche eagle flying through the desert Hitting
on two caravans then we shallow grants So
you reaching but you had no chance Stilly
the part of the Harley Marley breathing at the twilighters High
life Vega still steaming Gotcha

(we!! need crooks on deck )!!Must
be out your god damn mind (tell me what bank is next )!!Thinking
you gonna stop us (here we go )!!Cause
we got the crooks (crooks )!!here (here )!!all (all )!!year (year )!!Gotcha

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Songwriters: WILLIS, DAVID ANTHONY / WALLACE, SALADINE T. / WILDS, SALAHADEEN
Gotcha lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group