Gimme The Loot Lyrics - Singles - 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... 

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Que pasa amigo (que pasa amigo) 

I'm back in it bitch 

If the head game is right and that pussy feel good 

Throw a rack at that bitch 

Walked in the club with a strap 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 grandmammas house 

I'm funeral fresh, get the cameras out 

99 bottles of beer on the floor 

We went wildin' out, ho, just like animal house 

Eatin up rappers the cannibals out 

Bust off in your bitch while she layn on your couch 

I get head in the whip while she driving that bitch 

She carressin my dick and my hands in her blouse 

You think they your homies, they snakes in the end 

My home boy just died mutha fuck a new friend 

One day you here and the next day you gone 

We still mourning my nigga so fuck yo new Benz 

I'm drinking again trying to mask all the pain 

My high coming down i'ma crash, go insane 

Party for now 

Get the money my nigga 

Cuz one day they might come and bash in your brains 

Photos 

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 bout you 

I'm on that B.I.G shit 

Bitch 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... 

Eastside nigga till the day I'm in a pinebox 

This marijuana make a motherfuckers (mindstop) 

Eyes redder than the cyclopes 

Might throw a bitch ass nigga out a sky box 

3 stripes 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 

Get this money they gone think I worship Lucifer 

Being broke was never cool to us 

Feet glued to the concrete you ain't moving us 

Your favorite rappers just a fairy tale 

Niggas mad cause I knew his girlfriend very well 

She let me fuck her on the Ferris wheel 

Hit South Beach and got head while I parasail 

I never paid for the hair and nails 

Vodka got the room spinning like a carousel 

I'm harder than a bitch that's trying to parallel 

Park a Mac truck for the pump I keep a pair of shells 

You can find me in the ATL 

Might tear this fucking club up like an ACL 

Niggas still walk crazy 

Thank god for rap money now it's fuck you pay me 

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 bout you 

I'm on that B.I.G shit 

Bitch 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...