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Gimme What You Got lyrics [Ali] I'm on my way to my show, uh, shirt Polo Gortex figaro, jeans Hilfiger though Starched up, hit the Amaco Bought a Philly, sparked up Lunatics'll blow the park up Ooh this herb, got me geekin like a nerd F what you heard, federal roll like a bird You were, actin funny when you first saw me Now, I'm makin jams have you bein like "go Lee" Hell nah trick, I'm picky now I'm spiffy now, smoke sticky now Hit the door at the club yellin "grip and love" Met me with a dub (was it fire playa?), what Straight to the bar, got a Henny and Coke Ain't been in five minutes, rats sendin me notes Could it be the way I get down, the way I throw down I don't know, but it's one thing I know for sure
[Murphy Lee] With the scenery of St. Louie, we can't be touched M-I-S, show your rifle, we just too much We crossed the bridge, you tripped, uh oh, this ain't alarm Once hear sounds, get down, hope you Lucky like Charms Lunatics will explode, OK, call me the Rigga Representer, St. Louis figures, chronic hitters So what's up? Let me introduce my click and I Lunatics, I'm little T rollin ninety miles an hour
[Hook] And you say St. Louis City, c'mon, uh (Gimme what you got, gimme what you got) And you say St. Louis City (Gimme what you got, gimme what you got)
[Keyuan] You wild boy, you need to change your whole style boy Your team will never be the same like Jimmy Johnson's Cowboys What you gonna try for? You guilty of bein wack If ??? Louis was your cousin I wouldn't put you on my track Get some lyrical jack, you know, Neal like Shaq Now where we at, so when you try that, Lunatics got my back It's a fact, you see a blunt you supposed to match It's a fact, Lunatics gon' put St. Lou on the map I put St. Lou on my cap, and it's obvious see Keyuan's true when he rap, is you mad at that? A handsome man, 'cause all the rats that I flash Be havin some matches, spark it, put yourself in trap Got 'cha
[City Spud] Want some, get some 'Cause everybody on my team could give some You know my squad, rip ya girl if ya thorough son From the clit, what, with the gun son Work it down, freak it any way you want son, uh Is he really real with the skill son, uh Did he make a mil with the skill son, uh Gotta make 'em dance in this here son, yeah
[Hook]
[Nelly] In my spare time unwind and grind fools like coffee Softly is how I speak to them punks who come actin salty Then Ali, I let this thing go (booyaah!), back on the farm I heard you was on my tail now you yellin "nelly, you lost 'em" Fool, my click is off the hook like O.J. Fool, there ain't no way, that we could ever be deep in four-play Run and ask your lady Smokin hay-hay-haaay I bust a rhyme, and I line all them draws, my sign for all a y'all Be that F on the top of skyscrapers, my lyrics rape ya Tape your mouth like a hostage, you be talkin garbage Makin my stomach nauseous with that shhh that, ah Tryna' compare your click to mine, you need to hide and catch up ??? Duff know I'm a liar, makin you fools transpire To sweatshirts like Champion attire, so why you try-ah Lunatic for hirrrrrrre (hahahahaha)
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