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down was falling deep feet
Streak back trying to give it upbeat
False fibs talk about the old streets
Brick wall hit by the concrete
Throw Ben,
down was falling deep heat
Streak back trying to give it upbeat
False fibs talk about the old streets
Brick wall hit by the concrete
Throw Ben,
a sharpened knife
Gimme the real thing
Give me the life
Gimme a fresh start,
Like a new born child
Gimme the real thing

I have no friends
I'm always by
You're always welcome
To stop on by
I'll be there baby
To get you high
You're thinking maybe
This one's for real
You don't know
How good you
Why don't you gimme the world (Rollin' wit us)
Gimme what you can't get back (It's real, NYC)

Just gimme (QB)
Just gimme (B-K, VT)
Gimme what you
don't you gimme the world (rollin wit us)
Gimme what you can't get back (It's real, NYC)

Just gimme (QB)
Just gimme (B-K, VT)
Gimme what you can't
my gold max and you went all out (uh-huh uh-huh)
I clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)

Bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
Every morning I wake up by your side
Ohh my feeling is so strong I cannot hide
I want to hold you every second that I live
And when you ain't next
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you
I'm cold, I'm ugly
I'm always confused by everything
I can stare into a thousand eyes
But every smile hides a bold-faced lie

It itches, it seethes,
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

Yeah, save the narrative, you savin' it for marriage
Let's keep it real ma, you savin'
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

Yeah, save the narrative, you savin' it for marriage
Let's keep it real ma, you savin'
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

Yeah, save the narrative, you savin' it for marriage
Let's keep it real ma, you savin'
you)
But be who I am (you know you love me)
And with all this cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll forget your man
Now give it to me
Gimme that funk,
gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

Yeah, save the narrative, you savin' it for marriage
Let's keep it real ma, you savin' it
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff

Yeah, save the narrative, you savin' it for marriage
Let's keep it real ma, you savin'
take it! 
If it's gone to sleep, you wake it! 
If it ain't broke, break it! 

Gimme some words I can live by 
Gimme commandments to know 
Gimme
never be
Now take a real good look at
What you've fucking done to me

Gimme any reason why I'd need you, boy
Gimme any reason not to fuck you up
Something you could never be 
Now take a real good look at 
What you've fucking done to me 

What the hell did I do to deserve all of this? 

Gimme any
[Hook]
Tell me what you want Mami is it my heart
you know it papi gimme reggeaton
tell me if you like it so I can be your man
you sure daddy
all I need is you
You're my reason for staying alive
I know that it's real, I feel it inside
Come on now, let's not wait

Gimme plenty loving,
Oh it's real
You are the one and you're the only
You and me
Memories
All the love that's never ending
To the end of the world
Oh, I'll stay by
me, too many of you frontin for TV
Only real live niggas get respect easy
Believe me, frontin’ niggas gimme heebie jeebies
Believe me, frontin’
me, too many of you frontin for TV
Only real live niggas get respect easy
Believe me, frontin’ niggas gimme heebie jeebies
Believe me, frontin’