ANDRE NICKATINA - GOD GIMMIE G'S lyrics

rate me

[Chorus:]

Hold the ball 'cause you just might fumble

Goin' about 90 baby comin' out the bay bridge tunnel

God gimme G's on the double

Prime time trouble

Love to watch dope when it bubbles

[Verse One]

You must be dreamin, get a dictionary for the meanin'

All up in the game like Willy Demon

Straight up schemin, ...(?) to a Motorola celly

Make sure the weed bag is heavy

I've never seen a vision of somethin' so rare

It was right there and I still had to stare

Two paint brushes for a masterpiece

If steak's on the plate then I have to eat

On it like a leopard, I'da chewy on you

It's such a bazaar when you see me come through

Vogues and Trues, Chuck Taylor shoes

Don't ask me for no money, cause it really ain't coo

[Chorus] x2

[Verse Two]

Street love(?) is crazy, sucka don't slip in the game

Turn around baby what's your name

Spark like a flame, do a Jesse James

Hit you with somethin' that'll give you that pain

But anyway, get what you got the unfriendly way

It's like livin' and dyin' like J.F Kennedy

Did you know if you control the chrome

Then you control the dough, that controls the home

Certified like a bank cheque, we'll take a rain check

And what's next, the indo smelled like sex

And it's fun, livin' my life on the run

Shootin' at fuckers with a Black and Decker nail gun

[Chorus] x2

[Verse Three]

I represent like a sinner, eat a breakfast meal at dinner

Cheat just so I could be the winner

Who cares if ya mad? Run and tell ya Dad

I do a wrestle move then I put 'em in the crab, hah

Put me in the date when you commit that crime

If you get away best believe you'll shine

(?) general reposed on your soul

And then you start to talkin' and braggin' to hoes

Hit the Cadillac with the beat on hit

Quipto sips on the Hennessey fifth

... (?)

Forever man, gotta get the chedda, whateva

[Chorus] x2