Lyrics:
forlorn
Big bang, sharper than a big dick
Hotter than a tunnel of big dreams that think big things
I'm a burn with this little light of mind
and a prime
Time never wait for no man
Time never wait for no man
Gimme that acceptance
Moment of redemption
Reapin what I'm sowing
Hope I bask in the blessings
poppin' bottles
We got the mamis gettin' loose, off the boots
If you really think, then Ready To Die, Gimme The Loot
Gimme The Loot
Pit'll pull your
Negativity deh bout but we nah go pree dat
Big man talk thru the distortion and the feedback
Gimme space ease back gimme space ease back
Yardie Samson yes ah
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
the realest ever, no doubt about that
Big bucks in my pockets, I got a fat stack
Hooked on nicotine, don't do drugs though, fuck crack
Bitch bending over in
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
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
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
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
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
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