Jarren Benton Gimme The Loot Lyrics
Gimme The Loot by Jarren Benton
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Loot, loot, loot, loot
Que pasa amigo?
I'm back in this bitch
If the head game is right and that pussy feel good
Throw a rack at that bitch
Walked in the club with a scrap in that bitch
Niggas, they shoot like Iraq in that bitch
I peel off in that thunderbird up in Johannesburg
On a giraffe with this African bitch
Came from the bottom, my grandmamma house
I'm funeral fresh, get the cameras out
99 bottles of beer on the floor
We went wildin' out, hoe, just like animal house
Eating up rappers, the cannibals out
Bust off in your bitch while she laying on your couch
I get head in the whip while she driving that bitch
She caressing my dick and my hands in her blouse
You think they you're homies, they sexing the end
My home boy just died, motherfuck a new friend
One day you hear and the next day you gone
We still mourning my nigga so fuck your new Benz
I'm drinking again trying to mask all the pain
My high coming down, I'mm crash, go insane
Party for now, get the money, my nigga
'Cause one day they might come and bash in your brains
We up in this bitch
Just got paid
Got this drank in my cup
Nigga just got straight
We been on it all night
I don't know about you
I wanna be out this shit
Bitch, you better have my loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Loot, loot, loot, loot
85 nigga, till the day I'm in a pine box
This mary juana make a nigga's mind stop
Eyes redder than a Cyclops, might throw a bitch ass nigga out of sky box
Three strikes on my high tops
You ain't got no fucking Jarren in your iPod?
Becky, my God, I bet you won't lick a pussy while I watch
So high it's like I'm sitting over Jupiter
Getting money, they all think I worship Lucifer
'you ain't moving us
Your favorite rapper just a fairytale, a nigga mad
'Cause I know his girlfriend very well
She let me fuck her on the Ferris wheel
Hit South Beach'yeah, I never paid for the hair and nails
Vodka got the room spinning like a carousel
I'm harder than'
Nigga still going crazy, thank God for rap money
We up in this bitch
Just got paid
Got this drank in my cup
Nigga just got straight
We been on it all night
I don't know about you
I wanna be out this shit
Bitch, you better have my loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Loot, loot, loot, loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Loot, loot, loot, loot
Que pasa amigo?
I'm back in this bitch
If the head game is right and that pussy feel good
Throw a rack at that bitch
Walked in the club with a scrap in that bitch
Niggas, they shoot like Iraq in that bitch
I peel off in that thunderbird up in Johannesburg
On a giraffe with this African bitch
Came from the bottom, my grandmamma house
I'm funeral fresh, get the cameras out
99 bottles of beer on the floor
We went wildin' out, hoe, just like animal house
Eating up rappers, the cannibals out
Bust off in your bitch while she laying on your couch
I get head in the whip while she driving that bitch
She caressing my dick and my hands in her blouse
You think they you're homies, they sexing the end
My home boy just died, motherfuck a new friend
One day you hear and the next day you gone
We still mourning my nigga so fuck your new Benz
I'm drinking again trying to mask all the pain
My high coming down, I'mm crash, go insane
Party for now, get the money, my nigga
'Cause one day they might come and bash in your brains
We up in this bitch
Just got paid
Got this drank in my cup
Nigga just got straight
We been on it all night
I don't know about you
I wanna be out this shit
Bitch, you better have my loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Loot, loot, loot, loot
85 nigga, till the day I'm in a pine box
This mary juana make a nigga's mind stop
Eyes redder than a Cyclops, might throw a bitch ass nigga out of sky box
Three strikes on my high tops
You ain't got no fucking Jarren in your iPod?
Becky, my God, I bet you won't lick a pussy while I watch
So high it's like I'm sitting over Jupiter
Getting money, they all think I worship Lucifer
'you ain't moving us
Your favorite rapper just a fairytale, a nigga mad
'Cause I know his girlfriend very well
She let me fuck her on the Ferris wheel
Hit South Beach'yeah, I never paid for the hair and nails
Vodka got the room spinning like a carousel
I'm harder than'
Nigga still going crazy, thank God for rap money
We up in this bitch
Just got paid
Got this drank in my cup
Nigga just got straight
We been on it all night
I don't know about you
I wanna be out this shit
Bitch, you better have my loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Gimmie the loot
Loot, loot, loot, loot