Gimme Some

作曲：Ronald Rummell Coleman

You know you ** want a ** like me

At the bottles with the white be the rock and nike

All the ** in the hood wanna call her white fee

If you got a pretty dollar then I probably might be

You ** popping collars while your ** pop pee

I'ma do it for my riders to get out it popping

E thinking you could pop me man you need to stop please

Catch me flying through your wall in a drop top

D I'm in the pop chop three

Pops got g's and the watch

Got chilly and the rocks got free

And your broads ex chilly got a jack

My steep we're slipping on your pimp and mine

Your quiet chose me and now we all in hay

Little mama can you give me a sea

Got a little something

Something about as big as you

Leave this ** yawning while he tells me so

I knew he was weak and ballad

Six in the morning he forgot what he said

See and now it's twenty

** batman

Get getting getting getting

I was getting getting

Follow real late and follow the hero

I was getting getting getting getting

Getting getting

Getting some head

Getting getting some head

I was getting some head

Getting getting some head

I was getting some head

Getting getting some head

I was climbing club I'm on my own door

I was getting some head

I was getting some head

I was getting some head

I was getting some head

I was getting some head

Getting getting some head

I was just the kind of girl I met you

You know you ** wanna ** like me

You know you ** wanna ** like me

You

You ** wanna ** like me we been rockin' nike's

All these ** in the hood call it call it white fee

If you got a pretty dollar call it molly mike beans

These ** dollars collars

While your ** pop peace

I'ma do it for my riders to get out it popping

E ** nigga pop me man you need to stop please

Fly fly through your wall in a drop top b pop pop

Check three

And my pops got g

The water watch got chile

And the rocks got free and bro

Bro tex silly got a jack my

We slippin' we slippin' on you pimpin'

Why why chose me now and now we yelling

Hey lil mama can you give me a sip

I got a little something something bout his biggest

This ** yelling while he talks to a new wave wave

Them balance

Sit them on the morning he forgot they sick

And I was getting some head

Getting getting some head

I was getting some head

Getting getting some head

I was getting some head

Getting getting some head

I was getting this kinda girl that make my dough dough

I was getting some head

Getting getting some head

I was getting some head

Getting getting some head

I was getting some head

Getting getting some head

I was just the kind of girl that makes a dough dough

I got four five rappers in the trunk I turned into them

Four five rappers in the

Trunk I turned it to the mac

So feel it feel it when it boom

Call it call the d t p we give it people what they want

When it come to hustle joe you know we ain't no pool

Catch me catch me in the town

We blowing draw we're getting drunk

When we hit the party joe you know we keep it cool

** nigga acting tough

Be on the floor we're getting stool

Act like act like

You ain't gonna tell your hoe to pass the blunt

** bitches be me cause you know that I'm the **

See me see me on the tv

Cause I'm going through the crib

Don't hate shine baby matter matter who you with keep

I keep a couple hammers so I know I'm too legit

So you so you understand it

So you know I'm bout that bread

Don't you don't you try to play me

Joke a joke about my cash

Going going hit the tip and hit the heat

Up out the stage