Lyrics:
Gimme gimme that high five
Good time
Get 'em way down low
Gimme gimme that low dough
Good God
Bring 'em back again
Gimme gimme that high ten
on the curb and i did it by myself
Aint nobody wan believe me im like youll see for yourself
I was at it for a minute doing everything myself
Now i hired some
Throw em back, everybody gettin lit tonight we at the after party
Red cups whats up we on Baby
Seen a couple of honeys that don't phase me
Who's
Na you Dey make all the man dem Dey para o your body na fire o
Say me eye Dey red o baby
Be like say you dey high like palmy
Girl I'm feeling high just
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
see you do it one more time
Gimme that baby
You know that I ain’t got time to play
I see you throw it back
And it got me feeling some typa way
Looking
lord, shes a fever
Red hot jalopena
And i dont need a reason
So gimme one more shot of tequila ta kill ya
Laid back beach bum in the sand
Made in
I want some of your attention
I want it to be
Sweet and good intentioned
And it come naturally
Gimme my mans back
Gimme my mans back
Gimme my mans
dip
That's all
I need some cool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot riplets
Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em what mean man
You all that and a bag of chips
And I
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you
I don't even gotta say shit
I let the beat talk
Y'all are on some gimme gimme gimme
I just beat box
Been around this bitch ya I can show you how
I don't even gotta say shit
I let the beat talk
Y'all are on some gimme gimme gimme
I just beat box
Been around this bitch ya I can show you how
groovin', this ain't funky
It's on my back
But it ain't my monkey, no
Alright, gimme some of that big big
Money
That's what I want
Big fat money
Big
Yeah
Gimme some time to think
Gimme some, gimme some, time to think
Yeah
Gimme some time to think
Gimme some, gimme some, love
Gimme some time
Red light
Green light
Gimme that fucking green light
I don't wanna hide it
Don't need to deny it
Baby hit me up I wanna know now
Please don't make it
dem Dutty got di woody woody
Front way back way Cutie K man haffi shooby shooby
Virgin dem waan gimme an mi haffi tooky tooky
Hot girls outta road
dem Dutty got di woody woody
Front way back way Cutie K man haffi shooby shooby
Virgin dem waan gimme an mi haffi tooky tooky
Hot girls outta road
Racks
Gimme Dat
I’m talking rack on racks on racks nigga
(Verse)
Let me tell you bout some shit you don’t know,
I’m from DC right by the zoo,
Rich
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you
feelin' young
Them habaneros make me cry
Till two hot tamales walk on by
Sportin' that Red Voodoo style
Talkin' 'bout Red Voodoo style
They got some
rough, but now I'm a gem
Time to get lost in my mayhem
Oh sorry, am I running late
Do you miss the times that I was served up on a plate
Take it back from
need my peace of mind (woosah)
I gotta stay on the grind (woosah)
But i need my peace of mind (woosah)
Now gimme that woosah
I need me some woosah!
Now
by
Women grin'n
Tint so dark
Cant see in it
Eyes red like a ambulance
Zooming thru then lights
Bitches breaking
Backs and necks
To get a glance
Gimme one reason why
Gimme one reason why
Why, you're the apple of my eye
Gimme one reason why
Gimme one reason why
Why, you're the apple of my
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