Gimme Some More Lyrics - Bryan Adams

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 

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C'mon C'mon, Yeah, C'mon 

Yeah nigga what, what a surprise 

Get ya sumthin, make a nigga comb over your eyes 

All my niggaz getting 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 

Should've thought twice before you went and open 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 niggaz is lame 

It's not a game, makin names still splittin your frames 

Chorus: 

Y'all niggaz had enough 

Gimme some more 

Y'all niggaz want the wild shit 

Gimme some more 

Yo Spliff where the weed at 

Gimme some more 

I know yaw'll niggaz 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 

Blast with a rash gimme my cash flickin my ass 

Runnin with my money son go out with a blast 

Do what you want, a niggaz 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 roof for me and all my niggaz to pass through 

Cardiay see party, hey horray shit 

What with all my niggaz from around the way shit 

When I come through you niggaz know I do my thing 

Bring more shit that generate money *Ching 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 your rain supreme 

Hope you niggaz know we comin through full steam 

Can't see you better turn on your high beam 

All my niggaz while I'm ringing the sireen 

FLIPMODE be the glory niggaz 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 ripping it be blowing it down 

Blowing you off fuckin wit the hottest niggaz around 

Luck is when me and my people bother your town 

Holdin it down takin awhile and then gimme my crown 

Ay, 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 shot that's what I be all about 

Turning you out makin all you niggaz fall out 

Chorus