Gimme Some Lyrics by Big Tymers

Gimme Some Lyrics

    Hey, this song is dedicated to the girl Brenda with the big breast-eses
    In the ass like the black girls, I love you Brenda...

    [Chorus: TQ]
    Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some?
    Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb?
    Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some?
    Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb?
    You told me that we was going to the tele
    I told you when I pull up, be ready
    Now you said you can't find no one to watch your kids
    But why can't you just get a new
    Are you gon give me some?

    [TQ]
    What's wrong? what happened? You told me it was crackin'
    I got my prophylactics, and why you trippin' on me?
    I'm tired of playing games, its been a couple weeks
    Hey ma I'm feeling you, you say you feeling me
    I just can't understand why we can't get our love on
    Girl I want it and quit, I want you to groan
    Lets go to the Mo tonight, and lets sip a little mo' tonight
    Girl don't say no tonight, you need to give me some

    [Mannie Fresh]
    Its 2002, what you gon do?
    Your hot in the ass, so let lil' daddy come through
    I've been hangin' with shorty for one whole week,
    I'm trying to pressure you, its time to freak
    Now I've been holding in, and you've been holding out
    So why don't you be a nice girl and (Put it in yo mouth!)
    Now things don changed, why you actin' strange?
    You lettin' that other niggah get in yo brains?
    Life is like a movie baby, stick to the script
    I'm Dirk Diggle and its time to hit
    I ain't tryin to take your man place, hes alright
    I'm just trying to stick it to you baby just one night
    Well I gotta buy something just for you to try something?
    Yeah I'll let you get something just to let me hit something
    Now I know your alone when he don't come home
    Pick up the phone, now I give you the bone
    When the kids asleep, then we can creep
    I've been waiting to see you naked baby, one whole week
    Time for you to give it up, let a nigga hit it up
    Take in on or spill it up, swallow, don't spit it up

    [Chorus: TQ, Wolf talking in background]

    Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some?
    Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb?
    Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some?
    Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb?
    You told me that we was going to the tele (Yeah, you act like you don't
    remember that though)
    I told you when I pull up, be ready (Uh-huh, uh-huh,uh-huh,uh-huh)
    Now you said you can't find no one to watch your kids (Mmm, mmm)
    I think you just scared cuz you don't want me to leave (Thats what it is)
    Are you gon give me some?

    [Wolf]
    Now I've been fucking with you for far too long,
    And if I don't hit tonight, I know something is wrong
    You've been duggin' and divin', just running scared
    Like you committed a crime, and I'm the fed
    Calm motherfucker over the phone,
    But a scary motherfucker when its time to get it on
    You be saying freaky shit, really turning me on
    Like you swallow n' spit all over the dick
    And you be bragging about how them niggas is strong
    But the word is out, I'm seriously hung
    Right now I'm ready, cuz I'm full of that juice
    I'm ready to get you in the bed, and knock something loose
    And after that, the balls in your court
    We can leave it alone, or we can go back and forth
    But first things first, I'ma admit
    I'ma tear your ass up when you let me hit

    [Greg Street]
    W,B,I,T,E,C,H, ain't that a bitch radio
    Yo check, thats the new jam of the day
    The Big Tymers featuring Wolf
    Yo Wolf don went from the the keyboards to the mic booth
    Wolf rappin now
    And thats why you got your ass back in child support court too
    Yeah she want some more money now boy, you gotta give it up
    You can't go to court with no punk defendant
    Why you need Johnny Cochran, you rolling with them Cash Money Millionaires
    now
    Hey, big shouts out to Greg Green
    This of uhh cases that concentrated titty milk
    And big shouts out to all them ladies
    gettin ready for amateur night at the Flame
    Yo check, if you not ready, stay your ass out the club

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