Gotcha lyrics

Artist  : Camp Lo 
Song : Gotcha



 Send "Gotcha" Ringtone to your Cell 

 Gotcha (crooks!!) 
Must be out your god damn mind (non stop
action!!)
Thinking you gonna stop us (you cant 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!!