Gimmie One |
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Gimmie One Lyrics |
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 [Redman]Gillahouse, take it from the top like this nigga [Verse] Yo, Redman `Back in Business` like EPM - D whips I drive, I gotta TV`em I tour New York down, so B.B. King`em Found my way back home like E.T. finger I rock the arena, you know the drill Get high, get drunk, grab a hoe and chill Eat a meal, then back to the hood for more action Promotin` Red Gone Wild with no backin Doc get five on the mic like Joe Jackson Foreign bitches feelin me for my accent Talk like a boss, I can`t complain When I do it, it`s big like Fulton in St. James I got Brick City, even D.C. bitches They all steal for me outta P.C. Riches I move like a pimp, but I`m far from one Like Lil Weez, I got army guns gimmie one, nigga [Hook] 1, and here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 (Gimmie one, nigga) And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 (Gimmie one, nigga) And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 (Gimmie one, nigga) And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 [Verse 2] Yo, If you don`t like me, fuck you, I flex one muscle Doc got more effects than kung fu hustle I`m uptown, buyin the perk Lookin cut clean, jeans, ?? designer shirt Redman fell off, what the talks about? I wasn`t lettin y`all swim when the shark was out Rollin red carpet out, it`s Jersey Me and them together is like Lil` Seymour and Big Percy I knew women from high school that picked on me Now I see them, they all wanna lick on me I hood down homie, rock like Bon Jovi I can work the nightshift like he Brian Mobley Brick City, boy, my flow is on fire Disagree, I go in your mouth like botox Pick up Pete Rock, nigga, we all cool Hit the highway and ask, "Is the CL smooth?" nigga [Hook] [Verse 3] Your style might be parkay, but mine butter That bitch can`t break no bread, then why fuck her I`m kinda cocky, homeboy, did I stutter? I pop the umbilical cord on my mother I jumped out the womb, I became a whale That`s hard to harpoon, I need more room The hood love me, so I keep it real gully I got handsome, but my flow is still ugly Turn the treble out the track and I`ll jet I lines in my rhyme are longer than Ikea I stay on my grind, but when I come up with an Idea The year, is party over here It`s 5 years I disappeared, but I`m back And tell Nino Brown and them that I`m crack Grab my bozack, middle finger is up I got your grandma givin it up Gimmie one, nigga! [Hook] |
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