Gimmie One Lyrics - Red Gone Wild: Thee Album - Redman

Gilla House, take it from the top like this *** 

Yo, Redman 'Back In Business' like EPM 

D whips I drive, I gotta TV 'em 

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

Found my way back home like E.T. finger 

I rock the arena, you know the drill 

Get high, get drunk, grab a *** and chill 

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

Promotin' Red Gone Wild with no backin? 

Doc get five on the mic like Joe Jackson 

Foreign *** feelin? me for my accent 

Talk like a boss, I can't complain 

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

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I got Brick City, even D.C. *** 

They all steal for me outta P.C. Riches 

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

Like Lil' Weez, I got army guns, gimmie 1, *** 

1 and here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 

And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 

(Gimmie 1, ***) 

And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 

And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 

(Gimmie 1, ***) 

And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 

And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 

(Gimmie 1, ***) 

And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 

Yo, if you don't like me, *** you, I flex one muscle 

Doc got more effects than Kung Fu Hustle 

I'm uptown, buyin? the perk 

Lookin? cut clean, jeans, Moschino designer shirt 

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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 together is like Lil' Seymour and Big Percy 

I knew women from high school that picked on me 

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

I hood down homie, rock like Bon Jovi 

I can work the nightshift like he, Brian Mobley 

Brick City boy, my flow is on fire 

Disagree, I go in your mouth like Botox 

Pick up Pete Rock, ***, we all cool 

Hit the highway and ask, is the CL smooth? *** 

1 and here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 

And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 

(Gimmie 1, ***) 

And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 

And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 

(Gimmie 1, ***) 

And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 

And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 

(Gimmie 1, ***) 

And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 

Yo, your style might be Parkay, but mine butter 

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

I'm kinda cocky homeboy, did I stutter? 

I pop the umbilical cord on 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 jet 

The lines in my rhyme is longer than Ikea 

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

The year, is party over here 

It's 5 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, gimmie 1, *** 

1 and here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 

And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 

(Gimmie 1, ***) 

And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 

And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 

(Gimmie 1, ***) 

And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4 

And here comes the 3 to the 2 and 1 

(Gimmie 1, ***) 

And here comes the 2 to the 3 and 4