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  • Текст песни Derek Minor - Gimmie

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    Welcome to Minorville
    Where the bigger the better
    Where the flashier the greater
    My world's not based on who I am
    But what I have

    [Verse 1]
    I came up from the bottom
    Said hello to satan
    Before I crack through the earth's crust
    (What, all they do)
    Post up, drink good, and smoke blunts
    When I was coming up
    They were clapping at ya'll
    But nowadays the chopper's givin' applause
    See, if the love of money is the root of evil
    It's no wonder this culture brainwashing our people
    Hey, why else would college graduates parade around as dope boys?
    Dumb their whole life down, Oh boy
    He got a bad dime piece tho
    While she gon' bare it all for a tv show
    Networks making tons of dough
    We out here looking like CB4
    I feel like you must of missed it
    Put here your whole society around riches
    While kids in Africa put water on they wishlist
    We buy a couple more Benz's

    [Hook]
    All I hear is
    Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme
    Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme
    Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme
    Ahhhhhh ahhhhhh Yeeah
    Mo' money
    Mo' cars
    Bigger house
    (Mo' mo' yard)
    More fame
    More applause
    Why settle for that
    When you could have it all

    [Verse 2]
    Flippin' through a hundred channels, it ain't nuthin' on
    Then I heard this preacher say he praying for my soul
    But, if I really want the blessings of the Lord to shine
    I need to buy this magic oil for $9.99
    So if I put this chicken grease on my fo-head(forehead)
    And spin in five circles like you said
    You're telling more and have no debt
    Even though my credit bad and I ain't even got a job yet!
    I smell a crook here in the castle, I ain't talking fashion
    To sell hope for broke promise 'em all a mansion
    To Turn God into a genie
    And you Aladdin
    Makin a fool out of the church while the world laughin
    See you ain't gotta be a Christian to know that this is fishy
    When the church like casinos with slot machines missing
    Yo' congregation put food on they wish list
    I see you buyin' more Benz's

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3]
    Buy my new CD when it drop let your friends know
    When you try to book me for a show, here go my info
    I'd by lying if I tell you some time
    It's just to get dough
    And I say "Just cause my family matters
    I can't have my Wins low"
    Our Father who are in Heaven who bless this flow
    I wanna Stellar, but I'll settle for a Grammy tho
    I want to be a movie star at least give me a cameo
    Overlooking all the Lord's done before
    Look, I got everything
    My wife's a fly dame
    Bunch of Twitter followers will
    Gas me up like Octane
    I get love in The South
    A lot of artists say you're hot man
    Plus, The Lord saved me
    It's supposed to be 'bout His fame
    I know people are losing business
    By jocking from my position
    While I steadily look at Heaven
    Beggin' for somethin' different
    The Father gave me everything on my wish list
    And now I'm dreamin' bout Benz's
    Hands out like

    [Hook]

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