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gimmie more - nathan fouts lyrics

(verse 1)
look had to shake some hating n-gg-s off cause i’m tryna ball b-tch i need it all and i’m appalled you ever thought i was in the same league as y’all, that’s like hitman challenging young n-gg-s to brawl that’s like tryna tell a n-gg- you better when he a god, think of your mother ‘fore you choose to utter lies upon your brother name in public, it won’t do you nothing, n-n-n-n-nothing but destruction/discussion, destroy you in love make all your girlfriends love me, fill her tummy have your honey screaming out

(chorus)
gimmie more
gimmie more
gimmie more
gimmie more

(verse 2)
ay popping back and forth this like a tennis match, this is how it happens when you rapping with the henny stash, mini stash burn it burn it finish that, your cabbage patch b-tch ain’t really cut it, here take her that’s a piggie back, church service and fried chicken for sunday lunches but i swear to god if it’s popping off then i’m throwing punches, one erih two three to the four if i’m ever running dry then i just holla give me more, i from the 6 erih erih 1 5 where the legends never die but we ride three deep in a ford fusion with no plates, and i’m still driving on suspended needed more weight, thats why i’m screaming

(chorus)
gimmie more
gimmie more
gimmie more
gimmie more

(verse 3)
okay i’m stunting on my other b-tch, or my other other b-tch i ain’t tryna rub it in but she say she loving it, i heard that other sh-t, i’ve had enough of it, i’m on my bow wow, can’t be in public sh-t, i break a pound down, them pigeons coming in, looking for bread crumbs, i do what i says bruh, why y’all acting extra, i’m feeling blessed up, but how the f-ck did all these birds get in my bedroom, ain’t rocking crazy ice, i live a crazy life, i s-xed your girlfriend, maybe twice, drippin in sauce and such, go head and mop it up, yeah that’s me on the beat, hear how i chopped it up, flip it like spatula, she suck like dracula, but she ain’t do it right, give me a vacuum bruh, these kids is acting up, where is the cereal, cause all i see is kids on drugs they screaming

(chorus)
gimmie more
gimmie more
gimmie more
gimmie more

- nathan fouts lyrics

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