Juicy J – Gimisum lyrics

Album: Volume 10: Chronicles of the Juice Manne

[Intro: Juicy J]

[Hook: Lil Fly]
Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig
Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig
Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig
Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig

Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig
Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig
Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig
Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig

[Verse 1: 211]
Go get yo' Glock, motherfucker I don't barr you suckas
Gimisum, one bomb, two bomb, three bombs drop, got a trunk full of head cutters
Pistol me grippin', won't be trippin'
A pimpin' ass nigga, it's the 2-1-1 just waitin' to catch yo' punk ass slippin', back
On the bricks, lookin' for a reason just to bust shells
Smells of burnin' flesh, slam him to the curb
And watch his blood rush, a lunatic
I'm steroids droppin' that fat bitch on her neck
I thought you knew game fuckin' cock hoe, gimme that check, come on down
You're the next contestant on my shit list
Duck and dodge and move away motherfucker because I don't miss
Uh, you see that fire? Drive up, what up trick, what it be?
Spray and spray and spray and spray is what you see
Is what you get is a wet shirt from yo' motherfuckin' blood
Put a noose around yo' neck, tie him to the 5-0 drag his bitch ass through the mud
All you punk ass hoes, bow down, I need a blunt to keep me calm
Skinny P-I-M-P the nigga, tell them bitches: "gimisum"

Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig
Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig
Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig
Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig

[Verse 2: Carmike]
Creepin' up (?) on my back
Me and my (?)
(?) crack
Now I'm thinkin' of a smooth getaway, plans to make a motherfuckin' check
I grab my gat, my gloves, my mask and my black trench
Grab the keys to the 450 big block with the darkest tint
Damn I'm back out again, fuckin' gettin' my props in
Anyway that I can, take out the biggest man
I then down ten (?) then trow 'em in the gar'
Don't need no charge card, time to go rob
I gotta scoop up (?) nigga my bitch set him up
Put him in the front seat with me, I'll drive, fuck lockin' him in the trunk
Give me somethin' big, damn yo' ass so cheap-ah
If you would've gave me somethin' from the begginin' you never would've met the Grim Reaper
Now I'm (?) kill a motherfucker, droppin' you in a ditch
'Cause a selfish motherfucker like you didn't make the C-A-R, my nigga rich

Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig
Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig
Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig
Gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig

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