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letra de gimme that (demo) - deuce

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[intro]
gimme that fame, gimme that money
(yeah, that’s what i want, all that shit)
got no shame for these dummies
(f-ck no, motherf-ckers, f-cking p-ss-es)
give me that fame, give me that money
(yeah, yeah! uh-huh, uh-huh!)
this is my game, don’t act funny
(it’s my game, b-tch, yeah, come on!)

[chorus]
gimme that fame, gimme that money
i got no shame for these dummies
out of my way, you ain’t my buddy
you sure as h-ll ain’t gonna get lucky
give me that fame, give me that money
this is my game, don’t act funny
call me insane, that’s right, buddy
it’s raining now, it’s gonna get muddy

[verse 1]
it’s payback for shit you pulled way back
playback to when i got played
man, i say that just to keep the pain painless
now my middle finger’s up in the air, i raise that
shit’s changing like a f-cking rude awaken
no more playing, no more undertaking
can you hear the articulation?
are these words getting through to you inside of your head, man?

fee-fi-fo-fum, dum-diddy-dum
how many dumb motherf-ckers wanna get some?
you can’t take this from under my thumb
this rap game ain’t leaving till i’m outdone
run, run, you don’t want none, punk
jump, jump when i’m right out front
don’t pop that trunk, boy, here i come, duck
better check yourself ‘fore you come up here choked

[pre-chorus]
it’s one for the haters all across the globe
two for the labels trying to stop the show
three for the homies trying to take the throne
get ready, set, let’s go

[chorus]

[verse 2]
oh no, look who’s ’bout to go loco
no more being scared of these bozos
told you that i’m all about mo’ dough
popos even bought my shit, so don’t
go broke, give a f-ck about yo’ hoe
show no fear just so you don’t know
row, row, row your boat, don’t go slow
i’m so close to swear, ask dojos
born and raised, praying soco
with some crazy -ss motherf-cking n-bles
get up off my f-cking shoulders
i’m spitting that shit, ain’t n-body go home, man

folgers in the morning with all my soldiers
i ain’t even got to, i told ya’
you can’t say “hold on”
bring all the f-ggot -ss foes on

[pre-chorus]

[chorus]

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