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Busta Rhymes - Gimme Some More [HD] [Lyrics]

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Busta Rhymes "Gimme Some More" E.L.E Flipmode/Elektra Records/EEG (C) Warner Music Group 1997 Yeah As a shorty playing in the front yard of the crib Fell down, and I bumped my head Somebody helped me up and asked me if I bumped my head I said "Yeah" So then they said "Oh so that mean we gon, you gon switch it on em'?" I said "Yeah, Flipmode, Flipmode is the greatest" Knowing as a shorty, I was always told That if I ain't gon' be part of the greatest I gotta be the greatest myself C'mon C'mon, Yeah, C'mon Yeah nigga what, what a surprise Get ya sumn', make a nigga close both of your eyes All my niggas gettin' money capitalize Die little small guy, we on the rise Everything a nigga touch platinumize Fully equipped, you know we come wit' all the supplies Got a big gun, and I'ma show you the size You fuck wit' any of my Flipmode family ties Me and my niggaz be comin' through stalkin' you out Killin' off any and everything you talkin' about See you in the club, now we walkin' you out Shoulda' thought twice 'fo you went and opened your mouth Yo, anyway we stay keepin it movin' Fuckin' with the wrong nigga, hope you know what you doin' Now blame me, all the same niggas is lame It's not a game, makin' names still splittin' your frames! [Chorus:] Y'all niggas had enough? Gimme some more Y'all niggas want the wild shit? Gimme some more Yo Spliff where the weed at? Gimme some more I know ya'll niggas need that Gimme some more Even though we getting money you can Gimme some more With the cars and the big crib Gimme some more Everybody spread love Gimme some more If you want it let me hear you say Gimme some more Flash with a rash gimme my cash flickin my ash Runnin' with my money son go out with a blast Do what you want, a nigga's cuttin' the corner You fuckin' up, oh to go ahead and meet the reporter Yo, she tellin' news on how you switch to a bitch Little fake funny style, nigga chill with a snitch So now I pass and trait over your blood and to ask you Make a little room for me and all my niggas to pass through Cartier, Sidney Poitier, hooray shit What with all my niggas from around the way shit When I come through you niggas know I do my thing Bring more shit that generate money, chi-ching Arrest you lyrically flow and caress you Bless you, then a nigga come to your rescue While you assume a nigga blossom and bloom I'm comin' soon hit you with a boom gimme some room! [Chorus] Yo, live nigga shit know what I mean I represent while we gettin' money and reign supreme Hope you niggas know we comin' through full steam Can't see you better turn on your high beam All my niggas while I'm ringing the sireen Flipmode be the glory niggas on my team Never should you ever try to fuck wit' my cream I O.D when my shit get all in your bloodstream Everytime we be rippin' it be blowing it down Blowing you off fuckin' wit' the hottest niggas around Like it's when me and my people run through your town Holdin' it down takin' a while and then gimme my crown Ay, yo! All my people need to come and surround A nigga be hittin' so much it make you fall on the ground Sure to make you shout that's what I be all about Turnin' you out makin' all you niggas fall out! [Chorus]