Lyrics:
Biggie Dreams, yea
Gimme the loot
That's my pedigree
I got money on mind
That's like definitely, yea
I'm gon' get mine
That's on everything
That's
Now all I give is the truth, now gimme the loot
All I give is the truth, plus I got plenty of proof
Now gimme the loot, I gotta break off Vinnie
Cuz I gotta move
I'm on a loose yea
Shawty gon pick and they choose
Up in the moon
Ride with the goons yea
Pull up and gimme the loot
Addicted
the loot
I got the juice. I got the juice. I got the juice. I got the juice
Hop out the coupe, Try me I shoot. I pop at your boo. Just gimme the loot. I got
it)
Get wavy with it
(Say)
Gimme that wave
Gimme that wave
Gimme that wave
Gimme that wa-a-ave
Wa-a-ave
(Say)
Take me to the New Wave
Take me to the New
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
retaliated so I hit the ground
My life is on the line gotta hold my projects down
Can't see myself gettin' bodied by a clown-ass nigga
That ain't even from my
Gimme that Dunkie Butt and them big ol' legs, I ain't 2 hard 2 beg
Ain't no shame in this game, I'm gonna break it down and beg like Johnny
scoot I'm yellin', "Gimme all the loot!"
Bourgeoise pimpin' me now my digits don't compute
Chillin' in a house of ill repute
But is you wearin'
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
tongue on the loose
I do not run out of juice
I was that was niggas who run and scheming
Notoriously known for getting that loot
Gimme the loot
Gimme
Rose bubblin', Black Bottle Boys just walked in
And you know your girl is an option, ha ha
Green light when you're ready, baby gimme gimme some
Why
TakeMoney TM
Run up like gimme that loot
Still serve cats in my sliders too
I ain't lacking I can show you the proof
Little man I'm making plays
You
me
Baby Baby
Don't you ever ever
leave me lonely
In the night time when you feel so icy
Right by your side
Dancing in the Moonlight
Gimme that hmmm
the dollars
Got more if ya xxx will swallow
She shaking it by the roba hoping it by the Bentley
She know that I'm high and tipsy now drop it n gimme 50
She
He calling me out for a build battle race
That my loot and i dare you to take it
As soon as you do I cook you like bacon
Got no lunch pad in loot so i
cause gimme the loot (yeah)
Gimme the loot
Gimme that coup
Girl use to leave me on read
She know what to do when she come over
I'm in the big truck that
oh please, just gimme just one more hit
I knew when I saw that deputy smirkin'
That they was gonna put some work in
Mr. Law had to hit me in
the Hood
Big shot, notorious, undercover gangster
Four fly brothers I can really give thanks to
Run my own company, Money Bag Records
Now I'm makin moves
Everyday that goes by is another day I want you more
I'd give a million dollars to see you baby standin' at my door
I'll lay you down and tell you
G's
Notorious label, the story was made in the streets
Now it's real life movies
Rest in peace ill Will
Let's talk about it
We the smartest not
nigga on the wall
That be that big rude nigga in the jungle standing tall
Keep them pints sealed know i like my drank raw
Please don’t up that pistol if
big baller
I don't give a fuck
Dead muthafucka don't get no special treatment from me
Look at Sarie's son little Eric
You know that muthafucka down
Dawn, yeah
Drop head Rolls, suicide doors (yeah)
Swap hoes, swap clothes (swap out)
Big body, five doors
This a Maybach, yeah, got it two tone (two
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