Gimmie One(Album Version|Explicit) - Redman

Gillahouse take it from the top like this ni**a
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 hoe 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 b**ches 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
I got Brick City even D C b**ches
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 one ni**a
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Yo If you don't like me f**k you I flex one muscle
Doc got more effects than kung fu hustle
I'm uptown buyin the perk
Lookin cut clean jeans 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 them together is like Lil' Seymour and Big Percy
I knew women from high school that picked on me
Now I see them 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 ni**a we all cool
Hit the highway and ask "Is the CL smooth " ni**a
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Your style might be parkay but mine butter
That b**ch can't break no bread then why f**k 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
I lines in my rhyme are 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 them that I'm crack
Grab my bozack middle finger is up
I got your grandma givin it up
Gimmie one ni**a
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