Young Lo - Shut Down lyrics

[Hook: Chris Brown] Pull up in that all black mask with the .40 on my side Couple shots and this sh** shut down Pop a 100 bottles in the club And we still turnt up even after the sh** shut down We gon' get wild (got that sh** shut down) We blowin' loud (got that sh** shut down) Pull up on ya (gettin' this sh** shut down) You can f** around and get this sh** shut down [Verse 1: Chris Brown] All I do is hustle for the benefits And with the Money Team but I don't need a membership I got a couple foreign lesbians up in the whips I'm blowing loud like it was a Sega Genesis I can tell you n***as what the business is I bet I take a n***a food 'fore he finish it Take an L n***a, you don't know what winnin' is I be pushin' like I don't know what the limit is Hit the club submarine style, in here too deep Ballin' like a pro, sumo level on Man that Cali's what I'm flaunting so I'm back on fleek You ain't talkin' bout money, homie now I'm in the streets Cause you don't know who came with the heat Cause you and your crew lookin' weak, hey [Hook: Chris Brown] Pull up in that all black mask with the .40 on my side Couple shots and this sh** shut down Pop a 100 bottles in the club And we still turnt up even after the sh** shut down We gon' get wild (got that sh** shut down) We blowin' loud (got that sh** shut down) Pull up on ya (gettin' this sh** shut down) You can f** around and get this sh** shut down [Verse 2] Run up in your trap, it's a kick though Caught you with your pants down, this a sh** show Call me dollars starin' high, n***a let the clip go I'll whoop a p**y n***a like Klitschko Now my old b**h trippin', she won't let go Say my attitude bad but my dick gold Young n***a trap in designer I thought I remind ya, my meat is turkey lasagna Why I got the birds, what the business is? Got my Lamborghini really, I don't need a b**h I just met the plug in San Antonio I send the b**h and the pack down to Tokyo Same day turn around on some merri-go And my weed so loud I can't hear ya hoe And you know you dismissed before you exist b**h [Hook: Chris Brown] Pull up in that all black mask with the .40 on my side Couple shots and this sh** shut down Pop a 100 bottles in the club And we still turnt up even after the sh** shut down We gon' get wild (got that sh** shut down) We blowin' loud (got that sh** shut down) Pull up on ya (gettin' this sh** shut down) You can f** around and get this sh** shut down [Verse 3] b**h we out here brackin', what the business is? I just put a mili out the trap and bought the dealership Back to back Lambs for the bu*ter black Ghost Told her I just want the cream, swear these n***as like toast Bought an all red beam and it came with a scope While these n***as talkin' chickens, I just get it out the boat Ship it for the highest ticket, right now it's for the low All my b**hes with the sh** cause I can't f** with square hoes, low [Hook: Chris Brown] Pull up in that all black mask with the .40 on my side Couple shots and this sh** shut down Pop a 100 bottles in the club And we still turnt up even after the sh** shut down We gon' get wild (got that sh** shut down) We blowin' loud (got that sh** shut down) Pull up on ya (gettin' this sh** shut down) You can f** around and get this sh** shut down [Verse 4: YoungBlacc] Look, look, I ain't never been afraid of a n***a Black Rozay, 12 gauge on a n***a Stay with the heat, D-Wade on a n***a Hop up out the whip, catch a fade with a n***a, oh Lord n***a be wildin' on b**hes, kickin' down doors That's cause we come from them trenches No we can't f** with them snitches Tippin' on fours, OHB all with the business n***a mighta ran up in your trap spot Get it then I'm gone, counting all the laptops 30 white b**hes on my hip, that's a jackpot Headin' to the bank cause we busy 'bout to cash out, woah Blackout, no All the n***a ransom in your trap house That's a blackout woah It's OHB sh**, f** with some real ones, yeah [Hook: Chris Brown] Pull up in that all black mask with the .40 on my side Couple shots and this sh** shut down Pop a 100 bottles in the club And we still turnt up even after the sh** shut down We gon' get wild (got that sh** shut down) We blowin' loud (got that sh** shut down) Pull up on ya (gettin' this sh** shut down) You can f** around and get this sh** shut down [Verse 5] 50 round clip'll get this b**h shut down Kickin' field goals, catchin' plays, touch down All my n***as on the mission, opp sh**, man down Flexin' hard, diamonds dancin' like they Chris Brown n***a I caught a plug, got them packs sent down I'm flexin' when my n***as got them bands right now If that goofy wanna snitch I got the Ruger right now 30 shots do it to you right now, aye And you know how we rockin' f**in' with bad b**hes on coke and molly Put molly in Act now we turnt in the party Too turnt in the party, we don't even got no option You know my gang and we runnin' sh** Always be 100 billion b**h [Hook: Chris Brown] Pull up in that all black mask with the .40 on my side Couple shots and this sh** shut down Pop a 100 bottles in the club And we still turnt up even after the sh** shut down We gon' get wild (got that sh** shut down) We blowin' loud (got that sh** shut down) Pull up on ya (gettin' this sh** shut down) You can f** around and get this sh** shut down [Outro: Chris Brown] sh** shut down, sh** shut down sh** shut down, sh** shut down