Lyrics:
society
Skrt skrt
Now she wanna try
Skrt skrt
Gimme gin, gimme tongue
Skrt skrt
Gimme gin, gimme tongue
Gimme gin, gimme tongue
Gimme gin, gimme tongue
my face, me no laugh
Gold, ivory, no to the rum
Gimme, gimme, gimmie
Gimme, gimmie some
We got some things
To talk about don't be silent now
Tryna get
It's your boy Lil Whrilz, yeah
(Gee, wake up)
Yeah, yeah
It's my birthday shawty gimme something
It's my birthday shawty gimme nuts
Lit my
Bring on a sho-ow
If U wanna be my V.I.P.
Stick:
Don’t ya try to hide it or fake it
Gimme something real or I break it
Don’t pretend to be
Someone that
[Intro:]
Yeah, aight
See, what I want y'all to do
I want y'all to open up y'all Bacardi's
[Hook:]
The way the women keep watchin us
Well gimme some
real gettin live
Still sittin by, still gettin high
And I don't hold my tongue
I was wrong enough to tell 'em
That I could stop doing drugs long enough
town better have some bud
I graduated grads, got my diploma
I could tell by your aroma you smokin' on Arizona
But you ain't got no Cali Kush
You're
Ima do it like this
Gimme one time you gon think it's a fluke
Gimme two and I you know coming back sis
Gimme three you gon think we a thing
She give me cooties
(Me cooties)
Live my movie
She gimme eye
She give me cooties
(Me cooties)
I feel on boobies
I got diamonds and Gold
She want
Mud is my name and I'm lower than the dirt
I've got a full-proof plan to stop me getting hurt
By you or anyone who tries to pull it off
So give me
down by the Underground
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf
So just let me introduce myself
My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty
down by the Underground
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf
So just let me introduce myself
My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty
the projects, 4 for the love
y'all gimme my rifle, we moving by bus
And if ya moving too fast they'll get ya caught up like
Ooh, them ghetto classics (ghetto),
Oh my gosh
Have you heard about this song
Its I think it's by Bils or something
Pass me the aux
Bils dropped a new song and e
Bop bop bop (Bopper)
[Chorus]
Gimme another one reason to live
My sadness affects me by the mistake!
The stakes of your soul are not so impressive
So should I even try
on next
Shoot at the arm, wearing a vest
Blood in my palm, looking a mess
Told her stay calm, she look in distress
Shout out the real not too many left
Not
I thought I’d lost my mind
When suddenly my sight
Was blended by perfection
In dazzeling sunlight
I behold a stunning vision
Perfect simmetry
Tall
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
Pulling out the parking lot
Taking something
Home for the night
Niggas know I chop a lot
Gimme some mo weed to ignite
My mans hit my line
Like J-U
Chorus
Rich nigga gimme my huns,
(I need alla them yep alla them)
Aye nigga aye nigga said gimme my huns
(Said i need all them yep all them) (x4)
till she cries
Well woman a di sweetest species, createn by Selassie I
So everytime I see my sweeties, this is what I cry
More gal yuh betta gimme dem
boy
I got this Lydasse beat by the leash boy
I keep the meat real close by the beer boy
Pretty girl wind down real slow boy
I live for them moments like
Once upon a time in a neighborhood not far away
Was a dude named Timothy, he tried to steal a car a day
He kept a screwdriver close by, he did
a beef bone
I can smell it every day
But he always guards his beef bone
I pray, let me take it away
Gimme that bone, it smells divine
Make it mine, by
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