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Shooters & Slow Jams 2 by Kurtis

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Shooters & Slow Jams 2

R&B,both vocals

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[Intro – Vince (spoken, low and smooth)]
Mmm…
Yeah…
This that mid-'90s vibe…
Smell of baby oil and rootbeer paralyzers in the air…
You know who it is — DJ Vince, Goose Loonies legend...
And Tracy, yeah, I see you… tips stacked, top shelf…
Let me tell y’all how it all went down.
[Verse 1 – Vince (sung)]
She walked by with that red tray swingin’
Crop top tight, and the shooters clingin’
Every dude in the spot was tryna tip
But it wasn’t just the drinks — it was all in the hips
Yeah, Tracy made stacks, no shame in her chest
Low-cut tank and she blessed with the best
I was in the booth, takin’ late-night picks
Cats yellin’ “Play Puff!” — man, the 'Diddy' requests thick
[Pre-Chorus – Smooth harmony]
Yeah they wanted Mase and Total on blast
“Throw some baby oil on and hit that past!”
But I saw her smile from across that bar
And the way she moved made her look like a star
[Chorus – Group harmonies]
🎵 She got the shooters lined up, lips glossed right
Making big tips every Friday night
🎵 Tracy had ‘em trippin’ on sight
But she only had eyes for the DJ’s light
🎵 I drank too many paralyzers and lost my pride
Barfed by the jukebox — couldn’t even hide
🎵 But Tracy just laughed, held me down so tight
That Goose Loonies love… still burnin’ bright
[Verse 2 – Vince]
Yeah, she knew my stomach was a traitor and weak
Rootbeer, cream, had me hurlin’ for weeks
But she wiped my mouth, said “You still my man”
Even while I was curled up holdin’ that fan
She got hands full of shots and that tray so steady
Tips in her bra — yeah, that cash came heavy
But it wasn’t just looks, she had heart for days
Even when I stunk like dairy and shame
[Bridge – Falsetto harmony + talkbox-style echo]
Ooooh girl… you coulda bounced, but you stayed
Even when I puked all over Marvin Gaye
From “Let’s Get It On” to “Let’s Get You Home”
You were my shooter queen, I was never alone
[Chorus – Group layered harmonies]
🎵 She got the shooters lined up, lips glossed right
Making big tips every Friday night
🎵 Tracy had ‘em trippin’ on sight
But she only had eyes for the DJ’s light
🎵 I drank too many paralyzers and lost my pride
Barfed by the jukebox — couldn’t even hide
🎵 But Tracy just laughed, held me down so tight
That Goose Loonies love… still burnin’ bright
[Breakdown – spoken over beat, soft harmonies]
This one’s for every girl behind the shooter tray…
For every DJ who drank too much dairy that day…
She saw past the shame, past the mess
She saw the man beneath that Eagles vest.
[Final Chorus – Full group, ad libs soaring]
🎵 She got the shooters lined up, cash overflowin’
Earning tips while her curves keep showin’
🎵 I was mixin’ Biggie when the room started spinnin’
Hit the floor, man, I knew I wasn’t winnin’
🎵 But Tracy, she caught me before I fell
Said, “You nasty… but you do it so well”
🎵 That Goose Loonies love — it’s built to last
Even when the rootbeer’s comin’ back fast
[Out