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berner & cam'ron - gimme the loot lyrics
[verse 1: cam’ron]
up down, left right, north south, east west
b-tches wanna argue, i look and tell ’em be blessed
now she wanna suck it, i tell her take up a d-ck bath
she pull my pants down, baby wanna hop on top
you wanna learn about this money, honey pop a squat
you see that b-tton right there, girl it drop the top
running it back, gun on my lap, i’m from the trap, don’t fuck with you rats
this nothing but facts, i’ve been on the map, cookies and skittles, 100 a pack
put one in your hat, you nothing but whack, what you gon’ do? nothing with that
[hook]
gimme the loot, gimme the loot
gimme the loot, gimme the loot
gimme the loot, gimme the loot
gimme the loot, gimme the loot
[verse 2: berner]
money come, money go, stripper b-tches doing blow
plug out in mexico
fly it in i let ’em go
shit i’m feeling extra fly
diamonds i just let em glow
you know
we hit the strip club
we burning with these b-tches too
out of town, fake address
i pray i get em through
baby looking kinda ready
yeah i think she with it too
yeah you
(gimme the loot)
i’m ready to shoot
i sit in the coupe
you sit in your room
i’m really the man
yeah really the truth
i get em for four
you get em for two
i’m trimming it up
and i’m shipping ’em too
i’m in atlanta yeah i’m in the lou’
[hook]
gimme the loot, gimme the loot
gimme the loot, gimme the loot
gimme the loot, gimme the loot
gimme the loot, gimme the loot
[verse 3: ampichino]
when you sliding in the coupe
then you move how a monster move
hop out with a chop and the candy paint
[?]
niggas be popping the twos
set up shop been copping some food
copping the whip
copping the belt
[?]
copping some shoes
they try and copy my moves
but they sloppy they carbon copies
i’m c-cky with happy days like potsie
and maseratis with papi
i’m trying to cop tilapia
the only way is death
you trying to get out the mafia
bucks over fame
fuck trying to be popular
drop the top on a convertible
drop while the boys watching us
they on the roof with telescopes and binoculars
they wanna catch us selling that work
but it ain’t no stopping us
[hook]
gimme the loot, gimme the loot
gimme the loot, gimme the loot
gimme the loot, gimme the loot
gimme the loot, gimme the loot
[x2]
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