liyahmoni - gimme more lyrics
[chorus]
i told him
i can’t be your main chick (nah)
i rather have money than d-ck
i don’t love these boys
use your head
and gimme, gimme more
(i told him)
i can’t be your main chick (nah)
i rather have money than d-ck
i don’t love these boys
use your head
and gimme, gimme more
[verse 1]
i told him gimme, gimme more (gimme)
use that brain
i need an einstein boy (aye)
if he freakin’, i’ll be his freaka
told him to taste it with two fingas, then eat up (okay)
put me on a plate
call it a dinner date
make your tongue become my lingerie
now eat the cake (eat it)
baby taste the cake (taste it)
strawberries in your face
lick the glaze
if he geekin’
i’ll feed him (feed him)
think the kitty laced
now he feenin’
i told him i don’t need him
rather have benji (money)
i like black boys
but white boys easy
i’m talkin grants & franklins
i just wanna stack bank
i ain’t trying to be your chick
don’t fall in love quick
i’m screaming bring that money my way (gimme, gimme)
looking for love
don’t look my way
just gimme that (aye)
[chorus]
i told him
i can’t be your main chick (nah)
i rather have money than d-ck
i don’t love these boys
use your head
and gimme, gimme more
(i told him)
i can’t be your main chick (nah)
i rather have money than d-ck
i don’t love these boys
use your head
and gimme, gimme more
[verse 2]
i told him gimme, gimme more (gimme)
use that tongue
and lick her ’til she sore (you nasty)
if he choosin’
i’ll be chosen
tryin tie me down, you’re losing
s&m, tie down, abusing
i can be your fantasy, wet dreams
treat the pink like a starburst
put it in your mouth first (okay, okay)
i might call you back
if that mouth does good work
boy go to work
make it burst
let me quench your thirst
don’t get your heart hurt
i ain’t here for lovin’
just cuttin’
beat it like percussion (percussion)
i can make a pope turn into an usher (amen)
have him spilling his confessions
no question
i’m a diamond, i like it rough
no pressure (no pressure)
can you make me numb?
no love
don’t act dumb (nah)
i can charge that brain up
just gimme that (aye)
[chorus]
i told him
i can’t be your main chick (nah)
i rather have money than d-ck
i don’t love these boys
use your head
and gimme, gimme more
(i told him)
i can’t be your main chick (nah)
i rather have money than d-ck
i don’t love these boys
use your head
and gimme, gimme more
[outro]
gimme, gimme more
and lick her ’til she sore
need an einstein boy
just gimme, gimme more
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