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GLOCK

Don Toliver

Lyrics of GLOCK by Don Toliver

Intro

Everyone falls

You know sometime

Sometimes, it′s wrong

And sometimes, it's right

For every win

Someone must fail

There comes a point when

When we exhale

Say (shoot, shoot)

Chorus

Hold my Glock when I′m in the club (shoot, shoot, baby)

There's some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love (shoot, shoot, shoot, baby)

Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub (shoot, shoot, shoot, baby)

Hold my Glock when I'm in the club (shoot, shoot, shoot, baby)

There′s some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love (shoot, shoot, shoot, baby)

Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub (shoot, shoot, shoot, baby)

Oh, oh-oh-oh (shoot, shoot, shoot, baby)

Chorus

Hold my Glock when I′m in the club

There's some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love

Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Hold my Glock when I′m in the club

There's some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love

Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Hold my Glock when I- (yeah)

Verse

Geeked up (uh-huh)

I can′t take a shower without no reefer (uh-huh, uh-huh)

Baby, gon' bust it open, you know I need ya

It′s time to pop my meds, I need a re-up (yeah, yeah)

Huh, red two-seater (skrrt)

Marley got that tune, he got that heater (come on)

Braids to the back like Queen Latifah

I can't feel my face, I'm in here so gone

Chorus

Hold my Glock when I′m in the club

There′s some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love

Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Hold my Glock when I'm in the club

There′s some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love

Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Verse

Wanna come fuck you out the sheet, uh (shoot, baby, shoot, shoot) (out the sheet)

Pull up, baby right to sleep, yeah (shoot, baby, shoot, shoot) (right to sleep)

I'm sippin′ this drank, this Jubilee, yeah (shoot, baby, shoot, shoot) (Jubilee)

Stayin' high, stayin′ low-key, yeah (shoot, baby, shoot, shoot) (whoa)

You don't need to be doin', if it ain′t me, yeah (shoot, baby, shoot, shoot)

I felt the love, I wonder what she felt (shoot, baby, shoot, shoot) (I felt the love)

I hide the Glock right by my seatbelt (shoot, baby) (right by my seatbelt)

Bridge

Hey, bae

I want that new Chanel purse I bought you

I need you to hold my Glock for me

I need you to hold my Glock

Chorus

Hold my Glock when we in the club

There′s some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love

Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Hold my Glock when I'm in the club

There′s some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love

Hook

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot (shoot, baby)

When I pull up on the block and I shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

I'ma slide on my bike and I′ma shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

I'ma pull up on that Harley, I′ma shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

Outro

I just got it, two wheels, not a coupe

Coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe

Pull the block, the banger hot and I'ma

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

Got a Harley and I pull up in a hoop, hoop, hoop

Thinkin' it′s you and not the-