Gimme Some More Lyrics - Total Devestation: The Best Of Busta Rhymes - Busta Rhymes

Yeah 

As a shorty, playing in the front yard of the crib 

I 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 you gon, you gon switch it on em 

I said yeah, Flipmode, Flipmode is the greatest 

You know and 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 

Give ya sumthin, make a nigga close bof ya 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 and stalkin you out 

Killin off any and everything you talkin about 

See you in the club and now we walkin you out 

Should've thought twice 'fore 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 niggaz is lame 

It's not a game, makin names, 

still splittin your frames 

Photos 

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 y'all 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 ash 

Runnin with my money, son go out with a blast 

Do what you want, a niggaz cuttin the corner 

You fuckin up the order go ahead and meet the reporter 

Yo 

She tellin news on how you such a l'il bitch 

Little fake funny style, nigga chill with a snitch 

So now I concentrate, I don't got nuthin to ask you 

Make a little room for me and all my niggaz to pass through 

Cartier, Sidney Poitier, hooray shit 

Roll with all my niggaz from around the way shit 

When I come through y'all niggaz know I do my thing 

Bring more shit that generate money Cha 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 

Yo 

Live nigga shit, know what I mean 

I represent while we gettin money and reign supreme 

Hope y'all niggaz know we comin through full steam 

Can't see me, better turn on your high beam 

All my niggaz wildin 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 and be blowing it down 

Blowing you off, fuckin wit the hottest niggaz around 

Ruckus when me and my people run through your town 

Holding it down, takin a while nigga 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 

In short I make you shout, that's what I be all about 

Turning you out, makin all you niggaz fall out