Marco Stone - Gimme Lyrics

You better gimme that shit, cuz I ain't gon quit
Imma pull up big crit, how hard it hit
C'mon gimme that shit, she gon show me them tits
Say I'm boutta lose control, yeahhhhhh
Ayyayyeahhh
Gimme, oh no
Yeh yeh
Young al pacino f*ck you pay me
I just want that pound of flesh
I'm the merchant, don't play me
Call me skinner cuz I'm lovin them hams yeh
I don't really give a damn who your mans is
Triple crown triple sec it flows yeh
I don't know where though
Gimme that money
Gimme that flower
Gimme that money
Gimme that louder
You better gimme that shit, cuz I ain't gon quit
Imma pull up big crit, how hard it hit
C'mon gimme that shit, she gon show me them tits
Say I'm boutta lose control, yeahhhhhh
Ayyayyeahhh
Gimme, oh no
Yeh yeh
Ridin down milk and honey way
Tryin to remember what I dreamed
Last night made me feel some type of way
I'll try not to forget that thing I said
I just can't remember what it was
What I wanted
I just can't remember what it was
That I wanted
Gimme that money
Gimme that flower
Gimme that money
Gimme that louder
You better gimme that shit, cuz I ain't gon quit
Imma pull up big crit, how hard it hit
C'mon gimme that shit, she gon show me them tits
Say I'm boutta lose control, yeahhhhhh
Gimme that money
Gimme that flower
Gimme that money
Gimme that louder