Gimmie One

Gilla House (Yeah)

We take it from the top like this, nigga (Yeah)

Yo

Redman back in bidness like E.P.'em

D whips I drive, I gotta T.V. 'em

I tore New York down, so B.B. King 'em

Found my way back home like E.T. finger

I rock the arena (Yeah), you know the drill

Get high, get drunk, grab a ho and chill

Eat a meal, then back to the hood for more action

Promotin' Red Gone Wild with no back end

Doc get five on the mic like Joe Jackson (Woo)

Foreign bitches feelin' me for my accent

Talk like a boss, I can't complain

When I do it, it's big like Fulton and St. James

I got Brick City, even D.C. bitches (What up?)

They all steal for me out of P.C. Richards

I move like a pimp, but I'm far from one

Like Lil' Weeze, I got army guns, gimme one, nigga

One (Yeah), and here comes the two to the three and four

And here comes the three (Yeah), to the two and (Gimme one, nigga)

One, and here comes the two to the three and four

And here comes the three (Yeah), to the two and (Gimme one, nigga)

One, and here comes the two to the three and four

And here comes the three (Yeah), to the two and (Gimme one, nigga)

One, and here comes the two to the three

And four (Haha, yeah, da, da-da, da-da)

Yo, yo

If you don't like me, fuck you, I flex one muscle

Doc got more effects than Kung Fu Hustle

I'm uptown buyin' the purp' (What up?)

Lookin' cut clean, jeans, Moschin', designer shirt

Redman fell off, what the talks about?

I wasn't lettin' y'all swim when the shark was out

Rollin' red carpet out, it's Jersey

Me and Em togethers like Little Seymour and Big Percy (Yeah)

I knew women from high school that picked on me (Come on)

Now I see 'em, they all wanna lick on me

I'm hood down, homie, rock like Bon Jovi

I can work the night shift like Yvonne Mobley (Yeah)

Brick City boy, my flow is on fire

Disagree, I go in your mouth like botox

Picked up Pete Rock, nigga, we all cool

Hit the highway and ask, "Is the CL smooth, nigga?"

One (Yeah), and here comes the two to the three and four (Yeah)

And here comes the three (Yeah), to the two and (Gimme one, nigga)

One, and here comes the two to the three and four (Aw, man, nigga)

And here comes the three (Yeah), to the two and (Gimme one, nigga)

One, and here comes the two to the three and four (Yes, sir)

And here comes the three (Yeah), to the two and (Gimme one, nigga)

One, and here comes the two to the three and

Four (Gilla House, niggas, da, da-da, da-da)

Yo

Your style might be Parkay, but mine butter

That bitch can't break no bread, then why fuck her?

I'm kinda cocky, homeboy, did I stutter?

I popped the umbilical cord of my mother

I jumped out the womb

I became a whale that's hard to harpoon, I need more room

The hood love me, so I keep it real gully

I got handsome, but my flow is still ugly

Turn the treble out the track and I'll G it (Yeah)

The lines in my rhyme is longer than IKEA

I stay on my grind, but when I come up with an idea

Then yeah, it's party over here (Woo)

It's five years I disappeared, but I'm back

And tell Nino Brown and Em that I'm crack

Grab my bozack, middle finger is up

I got your grandma givin' it up, gimme one, nigga

One, and here comes the two to the three and four

And here comes the three (Yeah), to the two and (Gimme one, nigga)

One, and here comes the two to the three and four

And here comes the three (Yeah), to the two and (Gimme one, nigga)

One, and here comes the two to the three and four

And here comes the three (Yeah), to the two and (Gimme one, nigga)

One, and here comes the two to the

Three and four (Yeah, da, da-da, da-da)