| Gimme that bay that bay
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| I got flexing my bitch in a bay
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| Stunt hard on these bitches I look at you like a fortune
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| I be the flame spitter I be cooking up for the block
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| Nothing can not for the thoughts ay
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| Hop on my shit like it’s hot ay
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| Hella dripping on my feet hey
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| I’ma turn up on a pussy nigga I’ma show
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| We don’t talk about no fucking chain but we hold
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| We don’t talk about no fucking chain but we holding
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| Bitch you looking like some minions be floor for me
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| All these dummies they be shine like straight fluid
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| Caught a traffic jam I get escape threw it
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| Bitch look a top on my turf
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| I cup up blood on your shirt
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| Nigga you look when they see me
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| I brake the bank like I pay for it
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| I drop a four like I praise for it
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| The shardy fuck me like she slave for it
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| I be trapping in a graveyard
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| The rubber bands are my goal y’all
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| Give me that gimme that gimme that gimme that
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| Gimme that bay that bay
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| I got flexing my bitch in a bay
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| Stunt hard on these bitches I look at you like a fortune
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| I be the flame spitter I be cooking up for the block
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| Nothing can not for the thoughts ay
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| Hop on my shit like it’s hot ay
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| Hella dripping on my feet hey
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| I’ma turn up on a pussy nigga I’ma show
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| We don’t talk about no fucking chain but we hold
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| We don’t talk about no fucking chain but we holding
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| Gimme that bring me that
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| Dummie do it make a fay
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| My haters coming in a blank
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| Couple shooters like a tank
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| We be flexing everyday ay
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| Pussy nigga what you say ay
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| You just really in the way ay
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| You don’t wanna feel the K hey
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| I flexing you mother fuckers counting paper
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| For really I bole whole like a laker
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| Gimme that bag I’m gonna fuck a beach
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| And all of my blood brothers yeah they rich
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| Gimme that bay that bay
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| I got flexing my bitch in a bay
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| Stunt hard on these bitches I look at you like a fortune
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| I be the flame spitter I be cooking up for the block
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| Nothing can not for the thoughts ay
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| Hop on my shit like it’s hot ay
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| Hella dripping on my feet hey
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| I’ma turn up on a pussy nigga I’ma show
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| We don’t talk about no fucking chain but we hold
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| We don’t talk about no fucking chain but we holding |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gimmi Dat , by - Young Greatness. Song from the album Bloody Summer, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп