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Gimme Some More Lyrics

Artist Busta Rhymes

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 ama 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 am 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 am 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!


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