roxxxan - gimme dat lyrics
yeah, i still got it
rox i’m still on it
if any of you want it
i’m super like sonic
i don’t smoke the reefer
i’m more wiz khalifa with the chronic
queen latifah got your girl on my bonnet
set it off then get back to the profit
feed the fam and put the rest in my pocket
man still bar low and try baby mom it
that’s because i still got it
[?] electronic, [?] grime i rap on it
billy jean i light up the scene
any time i step on it
triple x i’m a triple threat darling
still getting gigs still talking the hardest
still [?] if you start it
still a bad gyal still a bad gyal artist
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme just s-x
gimme them racks
get these bars
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag (gimme dat, gimme dat)
gimme dat bag
yo, heard you we’re talking bout fell off
now i’m back you won’t bell off the line
asking me to come sh-ll off the set cause you know i’m a head off everyone on deck when i’m around get’s deadoff
not the one you can tell off
never been a chick you can call and get head off
front line with mine ready to let off
this is my vibe my way b-tch get off
fully not sharing fully not caring
gully? endearing bully i’m scaring
look at them d-ckheads all staring
middle finger up and keep airing them
rox is back i’m here again
if the song’s are wack i’m not feeling them
sh-t [?] i’ll put the fear in them
i’m a warrior quick chuck the spear in them
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme dat
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme just s-x
gimme them racks
get these bars
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag
gimme dat bag (yo)
gimme dat bag (yo)
back for the money, back back for the money
everybody better back up from me
don’t chat to me funny, get boxed, get sent straight back to your mommy, come back for the money
plan right now is to grind out flat til it’s sunny, make moves and move packs like ab’s on a tummy
rep for the chicks in the hats and the hoodies
i don’t f-ck with no rats or no rookie
i’m a cat with a [?] over p-ssy, got tatts on my body, swings bats for a hobby
got more than bags and swag in my closet, pure facts when i vomit
if it’s stole then i’m on it, let’s go if you want it
explode like a rocket
i want p in a bang, want p in my pocket
boom bye bye if a p-ssy try stop it
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