Give Her The Gun

Downtown, drive by, a drink card in her hand
All night hustler parking by the stand
Full blown engine, she comes on like a fight
Give her the gun, boy youd better hold on tight

I dont know why, she brings me on
I dont know why, ooh but she brings me on

Shes a right runner, real mean mother too
I cant wait to see her break in front of you
Making a movie star upon the screen
If daddys looking, you come on like a queen

I dont know why, she brings me on
I dont know why, but she brings me on

-(instrumental)

Downtown drive by, a drink card in her hand
All night hustler parking by the stand
Full blown engines she comes on like a fight
Give her the gun, boy you better hold on tight