Gimme Some More Lyrics by Busta Rhymes

Gimme Some More Lyrics

    Yeah
    As a shorty playing in the front yard of the crib
    Fell down, and I bumped my head
    Somebody helped me up and asked me if I bumped my head
    I said "Yeah"
    So then they said "Oh so that mean we gon, you gon switch it on em'?"
    I said "Yeah, Flipmode, Flipmode is the greatest"
    Knowing as a shorty, I was always told
    That if I ain't gon' be part of the greatest
    I gotta be the greatest myself

    C'mon C'mon, Yeah, C'mon
    Yeah nigga what, what a surprise
    Get ya sumn', make a nigga close both of your eyes
    All my niggas gettin' money capitalize
    Die little small guy, we on the rise
    Everything a nigga touch platinumize
    Fully equipped, you know we come wit' all the supplies
    Got a big gun, and I'ma show you the size
    You fuck wit' any of my Flipmode family ties
    Me and my niggaz be comin' through stalkin' you out
    Killin' off any and everything you talkin' about
    See you in the club, now we walkin' you out
    Shoulda' thought twice 'fo you went and opened your mouth
    Yo, anyway we stay keepin it movin'
    Fuckin' with the wrong nigga, hope you know what you doin'
    Now blame me, all the same niggas is lame
    It's not a game, makin' names still splittin' your frames!

    [Chorus:]
    Y'all niggas had enough?
    Gimme some more
    Y'all niggas want the wild shit?
    Gimme some more
    Yo Spliff where the weed at?
    Gimme some more
    I know ya'll niggas need that
    Gimme some more
    Even though we getting money you can
    Gimme some more
    With the cars and the big crib
    Gimme some more
    Everybody spread love
    Gimme some more
    If you want it let me hear you say
    Gimme some more

    Flash with a rash gimme my cash flickin my ash
    Runnin' with my money son go out with a blast
    Do what you want, a nigga's cuttin' the corner
    You fuckin' up, oh to go ahead and meet the reporter
    Yo, she tellin' news on how you switch to a bitch
    Little fake funny style, nigga chill with a snitch
    So now I pass and trait over your blood and to ask you
    Make a little room for me and all my niggas to pass through
    Cartier, Sidney Poitier, hooray shit
    What with all my niggas from around the way shit
    When I come through you niggas know I do my thing
    Bring more shit that generate money, chi-ching
    Arrest you lyrically flow and caress you
    Bless you, then a nigga come to your rescue
    While you assume a nigga blossom and bloom
    I'm comin' soon hit you with a boom gimme some room!

    [Chorus]

    Yo, live nigga shit know what I mean
    I represent while we gettin' money and reign supreme
    Hope you niggas know we comin' through full steam
    Can't see you better turn on your high beam
    All my niggas while I'm ringing the sireen
    Flipmode be the glory niggas on my team
    Never should you ever try to fuck wit' my cream
    I O.D when my shit get all in your bloodstream
    Everytime we be rippin' it be blowing it down
    Blowing you off fuckin' wit' the hottest niggas around
    Like it's when me and my people run through your town
    Holdin' it down takin' a while and then gimme my crown
    Ay, yo! All my people need to come and surround
    A nigga be hittin' so much it make you fall on the ground
    Sure to make you shout that's what I be all about
    Turnin' you out makin' all you niggas fall out!

    [Chorus]

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