Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gimme The Money, artist - Jay TeeDate of issue: 17.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Gimme The Money |
| You got money |
| For you to come out, it’s best |
| I pack a gat the size of a rat in south west |
| When I get low, I get dough |
| So it’s nothin' for you to pass me and get broke |
| I been like this |
| Since the lickle youth |
| Stickin' cats for better major Skittles, too |
| Now Or Later’s, Jolly Rangers and Charlie Juice |
| What can I say, dog, I had the sweetest tooth |
| In middle school, ain’t shit changed but the vics |
| Sock a nigga in his lips and take his kicks |
| Shit, ain’t this a bitch, they don’t fit |
| Fuck it, I sell 'em quick, to get the chips |
| At high school |
| Things got hella proper |
| I stop hittin' cats and start hittin' their lockers |
| I got purses and wallets for my big pockets |
| Bitch, shut the fuck up and give me the watches |
| When that nigga get hungry |
| You, gimme the money |
| Bitch, gimme the money |
| You, gimme the money |
| When I can’t get high |
| You, gimme the money |
| Bitch, gimme the money |
| You, gimme the money |
| When I can’t pay the rent |
| Bitch, gimme the money |
| You, gimme the money |
| Bitch, gimme the money |
| When the shit’s gettin' thick |
| You, gimme the money |
| Bitch, gimme the money (Nigga) |
| You, gimme the money (Bitch) |
| When I’m starvin' and the dough get low |
| And my daughter |
| Kobe gotta eat, I be more go in the street |
| Lookin' for victims, strapped with their heat |
| You wet the payphone |
| Your scrap’s goin' with me |
| Tried to run, popped in the knee |
| I’m popular for poppin' up on niggas when my pocket’s on E |
| Pistol point, person and a purse |
| «Just don’t kill me, I got two children» |
| I can’t front |
| I might snatch the shit that you probably don’t want |
| Run at two |
| My daughter Kobe, she two |
| And I ain’t got a job |
| So why would you ask me when I’m robbing you, fuck you |
| By all means nec’sy |
| Get outta line while I’m stickin' |
| The shit right there get’s messy |
| Caliber heavy |
| Ready to bust, nigga |
| Run 'em jewels, or your dick’s in the dust (Motherfucker) |
| When that nigga get hungry |
| You, gimme the money |
| Bitch, gimme the money |
| You, gimme the money |
| When I can’t get high |
| You, gimme the money |
| Bitch, gimme the money |
| You, gimme the money |
| When I can’t pay the rent |
| Bitch, gimme the money |
| You, gimme the money |
| Bitch, gimme the money |
| When the shit’s gettin' thick |
| You, gimme the money |
| Bitch, gimme the money (Nigga) |
| You, gimme the money (Bitch) |
| I’m a starvin' artist, my cho, do-do |
| I stick gats for chains like them cats, they guru |
| Bitch, gimme the money, pullin' their gat from the back |
| We gaffle and cap, won’t be raffled to strap |
| We travel in packs, might see us comin' the day |
| You better tuck in your chain when you see us coming your way |
| My pockets are hurtin' |
| Plus I’m tired of workin' |
| But nowadays, a J-O-B just ain’t workin' |
| You trade blocks to get hot |
| Cause if you got |
| Dog, gimme the Glock, you just got got |
| I drink too much and the weed be talkin' |
| Dog get jacked by a cat from New Boston |
| My habit is costin' |
| Twenty dollars a fix, I own |
| So what you have gone get me out of this shit |
| From tents to cables, to gems |
| I’m Hardcore |
| Detriot nigga that’ll stick Lil' Kim |
| When that nigga get hungry |
| You, gimme the money |
| Bitch, gimme the money |
| You, gimme the money |
| When I can’t get high |
| You, gimme the money |
| Bitch, gimme the money |
| You, gimme the money |
| When I can’t pay the rent |
| Bitch, gimme the money |
| You, gimme the money |
| Bitch, gimme the money |
| When the shit’s gettin' thick |
| You, gimme the money |
| Bitch, gimme the money (Nigga) |
| You, gimme the money (Bitch) |
| I’m on one |