BUSTA RHYMES


Gimme Some More Lyrics

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 f**k 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'
f**kin' 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 f**kin' 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 f**k 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 f**kin' 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]

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Songwriter(s): Bernard Herrmann, George Spivey, Trevor Smith
Publisher(s): Imma Play Jason Music, Sony/ATV Melody, Notting Hill Music (Uk) Ltd., Tziah Music
Record Label(s): 1998 Elektra Entertainment Group Marketed by Rhino Entertainment Company, a Warner Music Group Company
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