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Busta Rhymes - Gimme Some More lyrics
Intro: 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 Verse One: C'mon C'mon, Yeah, C'mon Yeah nigga what, what a surprise Get ya sumthin, make a nigga comb over your eyes All my niggaz getting 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 Should've thought twice before you went and open 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 niggaz is lame It's not a game, makin names still splittin your frames Chorus: Y'all niggaz had enough Gimme some more Y'all niggaz want the wild shit Gimme some more Yo Spliff where the weed at Gimme some more I know yaw'll niggaz 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 Verse Two: Blast with a rash gimme my cash flickin my ass Runnin with my money son go out with a blast Do what you want, a niggaz 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 roof for me and all my niggaz to pass through Cardiay see party, hey horray shit What with all my niggaz from around the way shit When I come through you niggaz know I do my thing Bring more shit that generate money *Ching 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) Verse Three: Yo, live nigga shit know what I mean I represent while we gettin money your rain supreme Hope you niggaz know we comin through full steam Can't see you better turn on your high beam All my niggaz while I'm ringing the sireen FLIPMODE be the glory niggaz 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 ripping it be blowing it down Blowing you off fuckin wit the hottest niggaz around Luck is when me and my people bother your town Holdin it down takin awhile and then gimme my crown Ay, 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 shot that's what I be all about Turning you out makin all you niggaz fall out (Chorus |
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