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Shotty is an indie rock band from Seattle, WA. After its formation in 2004 as a solo project of vocalist/guitarist Pat Moon, today Shotty is presented with 2 long-term members, including Miles Frank on the drums. In their early years, Shotty released a steady stream of music that includes four out of print albums and many demo CD's. Shotty’s music combines elements of guitar-heavy 90’s grunge and alternative rock, synth-heavy 80’s new wave music, as well as a modern Seattle indie aesthetic. Shotty were semi-finalists in the 2008 EMP Sound Off! battle of the bands at the Experience Music Project. In 2009, Shotty worked with Seattle producer Martin Feveyear to record a 3-song EP that was released the same year, followed by a home recorded 7-song EP. Both releas… more »

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Robin
Blet, Blet, Hyuh, uh
Boom, sprayin' it down
I get a whole lotta
Oh
Yeah, why they be talking right now
No these boys not with the team
I get the cash
No cap
No gown
They tryna get in, oh
They tryna be a priority
Booted up at 1st Class
I'm up with the pilots
Yeah I'm feeling real cordially
Whippin' around in that Merc
I got me some cash
Like I'm up in my forties (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
I'm putting in work
I hit from the back
When she say that she horny
Oh my
Oh my
God
Put it too deep
I be up in her stomach
She wanna hit it
I hit it
And bust it
No it's not up for discussion
I could blow through a tenball
Just like it's nothing
I need an account for all of these racks
IRS knowin' that we up to something (woah woah woah)
They talking that
We get it and dump it
My boy from the city
He keeping that oven
He stay clutchin'
Please don't up it
I don't need no mess
Boy you not worth 50k (just to get you kicked)
Just copped a lawyer
Ion even got no fucking case(I swear you not him)
She pop her a
(Woah)
She pop her a
(Woah)
She pop her a
(Ah ah ah)
Get flipped on the
(Low)
Get flipped on the
(Low)
I'm outta that
X6, we going racing
I remember we was coppin them Acics
I be taking these boys back to the basics
She give me toppy
So I give her a facelift
This ain't no 'Rari
Nah the engine from Asia
Yeah f*ck you bitch
Better pay up
I remember like back in the minivan
Sitting on E
Broke as f*ck
With like 8 bucks
Yeah, now we Gucci aced up
I paint on her face like makeup
She suck on my shit till I'm going to sleep
Then I wake up and ask how it taste ya
I invented my sound
I invented my sauce
I get why they all tryna hate us
Bitch got a fatass butt
She caked up
I'm in that big lamb truck
Wanna race yuh
T-They tryna get in, oh
They tryna be a priority
Booted up at 1st Class
I'm up with the pilots
Yeah I'm feeling real cordially
Whippin' around in that Merc
I got me some cash
Like I'm up in my forties (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
I'm putting in work
I hit from the back
When she say that she horny
Oh my
Oh my
God
Put it too deep
I be up in her stomach
She wanna hit it
I hit it
And bust it
No it's not up for discussion
I could blow through a tenball
Just like it's nothing
I need an account for all of these racks
IRS knowin' that we up to something (Oh)

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