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gimme gimme - benji franks lyrics

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{hook}
these b*tches be like gimme gimme but gimme gimme never gets
i can hear ’em talking sh*t but they got no residence
they must be smoking d*ck if they coming for benjamin
but they ain’t getting in by the hairs on my chinny chin
i call him gimme gimme, cuz gimme gimme never gets
i ain’t f*cking with a lame if he ain’t come with benefits
i put my money where my mouth is
quiet but i’m the loudеst
gimme gimme evеrything and make me throw a f*cking fit
{verse 1}
okay, all day
no work y’all all play
“i don’t do the drama” they all say
tryna play me close like a bald fade
gimme my flowers in a tall vase
y’all better put on y’all shades
cuz baby when that sun come out, i cast shadows and y’all shade

i don’t really care what a b*tch gotta say
if you see me in the club better wipe me down
cuz i ball like this when i ball like that
and i caught a b*tch double dribble on the rebound
make ’em throw in the towel yeah
money like me tall yeah
ass fat and round swear
red hair i don’t care

i don’t need new friends like i need a notch on my belt
f*ck how you felt
dropping extra weight off my delts
i don’t give a f*ck if i went left
let me show you the tip of the iceberg my tip is peaking your tip is felt
that old hurt it never left
heart cold as ice it’ll never melt
if the shoe don’t fit then get your foot out it
how many times can i go about it
if it ain’t about money then i ain’t bout it
bennie on the rise can’t do nothing bout it
if you got an issue make sure you file it
it’ll go unsolved and there ain’t no doubting
it’s raining men and they all the foulest
better uppen your mileage

{hook}
these b*tches be like gimme gimme but gimme gimme never gets
i can hear ’em talking sh*t but they got no residence
they must be smoking d*ck if they coming for benjamin
but they ain’t getting in by the hairs on my chinny chin
i call him gimme gimme, cuz gimme gimme never gets
i ain’t f*cking with a lame if he ain’t come with benefits
i put my money where my mouth is
quiet but i’m the loudest
gimme gimme everything and make me throw a f*cking fit

{verse 2}
i’m not stroking b*tches ego just to make ’em feel good
i know i talk proper but sometimes i can get real hood
everybody wanna like me because my appeal good
i’m fabulous as f*ck lemme go knock on some real wood
bad b*tch like a trophy
i’m the first like sophie
top chef with the flow heat
narcolepsy hoes sleep
fashion icon so chic
fine as f*ck with no peak
sip tea y’all nosey
get along b*tch mosey

y’all b*tches boring like i’m getting more z’s
but talking that sh*t you a dead man walking
i ain’t going hard yet cuz i’m real lowkey
but b*tches on my page with they head ass stalking
margarita with the salt rim
b*tches n*ggas keep calling
but if he trip me from vancouver to dubai then i might be talking

i’m like drip drop
watching jill scott
white girls they love me cuz i’m real pop
synchronize my wrist watch
time is money tik tok
i’ma start calling y’all b*tches sandals cuz y’all careers just flip flop

{hok}
these b*tches be like gimme gimme but gimme gimme never gets
i can hear ’em talking sh*t but they got no residence
they must be smoking d*ck if they coming for benjamin
but they ain’t getting in by the hairs on my chinny chin
i call him gimme gimme, cuz gimme gimme never gets
i ain’t f*cking with a lame if he ain’t come with benefits
i put my money where my mouth is
quiet but i’m the loudest
gimme gimme everything and make me throw a f*cking fit

okay

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