Juicy J

Juicy J - Gimme Sum lyrics

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[Chorus x 8]

Gimme sum, Gimme sum

Head in here you selfish pig



(La Chat)

I'm creepin up through the cut

I got the mask upon my face

I hope no one's in sight

A robbery is about to take place

La Chat, I'm out here scopin

Lookin for victims with that cheese

Whatever to make that paper, drop it off so I can hit

A bitch that's on a come up, thinkin of a ways to make a stang

A nigga that's riding twenties, bumpin out the frame

Move, that's my mane, I take the mask off my face

I'm finna pass this fool, I know he's gonna try to holler

Cause that's just what niggas do

Then bam I got him, get in the car we goin to the tel

We get into the room he stuntin, counting all his money, yea he bail

This nigga don't know what's goin down, I'm finna go and get him

He need to drop it off with no hesitation, or I'm gonna kill him

Lay down on the bed we bump-n-grind, with nothin but sex in mind

I turn him over, get on top and surprise him with my nine

I ain't ask no questions, didn't say shit

Pull the trigger straight in the head, got away with his cheese

A smooth get away, he's naked dead in bed, yea





[Chorus x 8]



(Frayser Boy)

Now when I'm comin through

I'm kickin doors off the hinges

Please believe it, best to leave it so won't be no incidents

If you wanna like a sauna nigga I'm bringin that heat

Don't you jump us, sawed pump will sweep your ass off your feet

Lay on the fuckin ground, and don't you make a sound

Or you gonna suffer till your muthafuckin body found

Nigga this shit is real, you oughta know the deal

Don't play with me cocksucka, with this pump up in your grill

So give me cooperation, and meet all my demands

With no hesitation, put that money up in my hand

Don't be flossin, bullets tossin when I see your diamond shinin

Catch your ass up in the cut, didn't know that I was behind it

I'm makin examples up out of you niggas

Who thinkin a nigga is playin wit ya

I'm buckin you suckas, I'm bringin da ruckus

I am a muthafuckin damager, don't make no swift moves

Cause you gonna lose, I give nigga blues with hard head

So don't you fuck up, and get your ass stuck

And be somewhere up in a ditch, found dead ya bitch



[Chorus x 8]
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