Gimme Some More Testo

Testo Gimme Some More

YeahAs a shorty playing in the front yard of the cribFell down, and I bumped my headSomebody helped me up and asked me if I bumped m yheadI said YeahSo then they said oh so that mean we gon, you gon switch it on emI said yeah, Flipmode, Flipmode is the greatestKnowing as a shorty, I was always toldthat if I ain't gon be part of the greatestI gotta be the greatest myselfC'mon C'mon, Yeah, C'monYeah nigga what, what a surpriseGet ya sumthin, make a nigga comb over your eyesAll my niggaz getting money capitalizeDie little small guy, we on the riseEverything a nigga touch platinumizeFully equipped, you know we come wit all the suppliesGot a big gun, and I'ma show you the sizeYou fuck wit any of my Flipmode family tiesMe and my niggaz be comin through stalkin you outKillin off any and everything you talkin aboutSee you in the club, now we walkin you outShould've thought twice before you went and open your mouthYo, anyway we stay keepin it movinFuckin with the wrong nigga, hope you know what you doinNow blame me, all the same niggaz is lameIt's not a game, makin names still splittin your framesChorus:Y'all niggaz had enoughGimme some moreY'all niggaz want the wild shitGimme some moreYo Spliff where the weed atGimme some moreI know yaw'll niggaz need thatGimme some moreEven though we getting money you canGimme some moreWith the cars and the big cribGimme some moreEverybody spread loveGimme some moreIf you want it let me hear you sayGimme some moreBlast with a rash gimme my cash flickin my assRunnin with my money son go out with a blastDo what you want, a niggaz cuttin the cornerYou fuckin up, oh to go ahead and meet the reporterYo, she tellin news on how you switch to a bitchLittle fake funny style, nigga chill with a snitchSo now I pass and trait over your blood and to ask youMake a little roof for me and all my niggaz to pass throughCardiay see party, hey horray shitWhat with all my niggaz from around the way shitWhen I come through you niggaz know I do my thingBring more shit that generate money *Ching Ching*Arrest you lyrically flow and caress youBless you, then a nigga come to your rescueWhile you assume a nigga blossom and bloomI'm comin soon hit you with a boom gimme some roomChorusYo, live nigga shit know what I meanI represent while we gettin money your rain supremeHope you niggaz know we comin through full steamCan't see you better turn on your high beamAll my niggaz while I'm ringing the sireenFLIPMODE be the glory niggaz on my teamNever should you ever try to fuck wit my creamI O.D. when my shit get all in your bloodstreamEverytime we be ripping it be blowing it downBlowing you off fuckin wit the hottest niggaz aroundLuck is when me and my people bother your townHoldin it down takin awhile and then gimme my crownAy, all my people need to come and surroundA nigga be hittin so much it make you fall on the groundSure to make you shot that's what I be all aboutTurning you out makin all you niggaz fall outChorus