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Utwór: Gimme Some More

  • wykonawca: Busta Rhymes
  • album: Extinction Level Event
  • wyświetleń: 1051

Yeah
  As a shorty playing in the front yard of the crib
  Fell down, and I bumped my head
  Somebody helped me up and asked me if I bumped my head
  I said "Yeah"
  So then they said "Oh so that mean we gon, you gon switch it on em'?"
  I said "Yeah, Flipmode, Flipmode is the greatest"
  Knowing as a shorty, I was always told
  That if I ain't gon' be part of the greatest
  I gotta be the greatest myself
  
  C'mon C'mon, Yeah, C'mon
  Yeah nigga what, what a surprise
  Get ya sumn', make a nigga close both of your eyes
  All my niggas gettin' money capitalize
  Die little small guy, we on the rise
  Everything a nigga touch platinumize
  Fully equipped, you know we come wit' all the supplies
  Got a big gun, and I'ma show you the size
  You fuck wit' any of my Flipmode family ties
  Me and my niggaz be comin' through stalkin' you out
  Killin' off any and everything you talkin' about
  See you in the club, now we walkin' you out
  Shoulda' thought twice 'fo you went and opened your mouth
  Yo, anyway we stay keepin it movin'
  Fuckin' with the wrong nigga, hope you know what you doin'
  Now blame me, all the same niggas is lame
  It's not a game, makin' names still splittin' your frames!
  
  [Chorus:]
  Y'all niggas had enough?
  Gimme some more
  Y'all niggas want the wild shit?
  Gimme some more
  Yo Spliff where the weed at?
  Gimme some more
  I know ya'll niggas need that
  Gimme some more
  Even though we getting money you can
  Gimme some more
  With the cars and the big crib
  Gimme some more
  Everybody spread love
  Gimme some more
  If you want it let me hear you say
  Gimme some more
  
  Flash with a rash gimme my cash flickin my ash
  Runnin' with my money son go out with a blast
  Do what you want, a nigga's cuttin' the corner
  You fuckin' up, oh to go ahead and meet the reporter
  Yo, she tellin' news on how you switch to a bitch
  Little fake funny style, nigga chill with a snitch
  So now I pass and trait over your blood and to ask you
  Make a little room for me and all my niggas to pass through
  Cartier, Sidney Poitier, hooray shit
  What with all my niggas from around the way shit
  When I come through you niggas know I do my thing
  Bring more shit that generate money, chi-ching
  Arrest you lyrically flow and caress you
  Bless you, then a nigga come to your rescue
  While you assume a nigga blossom and bloom
  I'm comin' soon hit you with a boom gimme some room!
  
  [Chorus]
  
  Yo, live nigga shit know what I mean
  I represent while we gettin' money and reign supreme
  Hope you niggas know we comin' through full steam
  Can't see you better turn on your high beam
  All my niggas while I'm ringing the sireen
  Flipmode be the glory niggas on my team
  Never should you ever try to fuck wit' my cream
  I O.D when my shit get all in your bloodstream
  Everytime we be rippin' it be blowing it down
  Blowing you off fuckin' wit' the hottest niggas around
  Like it's when me and my people run through your town
  Holdin' it down takin' a while and then gimme my crown
  Ay, yo! All my people need to come and surround
  A nigga be hittin' so much it make you fall on the ground
  Sure to make you shout that's what I be all about
  Turnin' you out makin' all you niggas fall out!
  
  [Chorus]
  

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