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Chris - Gimme Dat Lyrics



Chris - Gimme Dat Lyrics




[ Featuring Guillem ]

(Sheesh)
(Lone Star)


He got the guap (Gimme dat shit)
She give me head (Give me that lip)
I got the glock (Right on my hip)
I got the stick (You could get hit)
B Lou and Zias (Bow hello)
I got the gold (Wow yellow)
These niggas soft (Ow pillow)
I got the strap (No velcro)

He got the cash (Gimme dat shit)
He got the whip (Gimme dat shit)
Bad bitch (Gimme that shit)
Aim grip (Gimme that shit)
He got the cash (Gimme dat shit)
He got the whip (Gimme dat shit)
Bad bitch (Gimme that shit)
Aim grip (Gimme that shit)

Diamonds are wet yeah they twin with her pussy
All of my bitches be move like queens
I don't like my bitches moving like rookies
Yo' bitch a eater know she wanna cook me
Teeth are so wetted a fisherman hooked me
Bitch I'm a killer you don't need to push me
Bitch I'm a killer you don't need to (uh)
Bitch I'm a killer (Yeah)


I'm on a yacht but it's more like a battleship
You hit a lick and your niggas is tattling
My necklace clink your necklace rattling
Yo man a goofy my main bitch would laugh at him
Only like foreign for women and vehicles
Cartier glasses so my check is readable
Niggas be mad like a game that's unbeatable
Shawty gone f*ck me and that bitch is teasing you

He got the guap (Gimme dat shit)
She give me head (Give me that lip)
I got the glock (Right on my hip)
I got the stick (You could get hit)
B Lou and Zias (Bow hello)
I got the gold (Wow yellow)
These niggas soft (Ow pillow)
I got the strap (No velcro)


He got the cash (Gimme dat shit)
He got the whip (Gimme dat shit)
Bad bitch (Gimme that shit)
Aim grip (Gimme that shit)
He got the cash (Gimme dat shit)
He got the whip (Gimme dat shit)
Bad bitch (Gimme that shit)
Aim grip (Gimme that shit)

F*ck his Bitch (Yuh)
Her man asking what's the case
I'm not talking to the Hoe unless that Bitch gone give me face
And my drugs so f*ckin strong that you would think my shit is laced
Pass that Hoe around the crew just so the homies get a taste

I'm the man (Yuh)
You know I don't give a f*ck
I got pancakes on the table but got syrup in my cup
Pull her hair yeah, she told me she like it rough
And yo bank account need viagra cuz you can't get it up
Slide in, (yup yup) think I just poked her ovaries
She said I f*cked her too good now this bitch cannot get over me
She love it when I choke her diamonds in my f*ckin choker clean
All this f*ckin water on me nigga I was living overseas

Bitch I'm so gone off this Hennessy
Took her virginity
Make her wet with my music she
Get wet to unity
I just got her number yesterday I still got nudity
You a fake when you alone you just don't know who to be
They say money changes you let's see what that do to me
Bitch I'm f*ckin rich already let's just get that record clean
If you disrespect me nigga you should write a eulogy

He got the guap (Gimme dat shit)
She give me head (Give me that lip)
I got the glock (Right on my hip)
I got the stick (You could get hit)
B Lou and Zias (Bow hello)
I got the gold (Wow yellow)
These niggas soft (Ow pillow)
I got the strap (No velcro)

He got the cash (Gimme dat shit)
He got the whip (Gimme dat shit)
Bad bitch (Gimme that shit)
Aim grip (Gimme that shit)
He got the cash (Gimme dat shit)
He got the whip (Gimme dat shit)
Bad bitch (Gimme that shit)
Aim grip (Gimme that shit)
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(Sheesh)
(Lone Star)


He got the guap (Gimme dat shit)
She give me head (Give me that lip)
I got the glock (Right on my hip)
I got the stick (You could get hit)
B Lou and Zias (Bow hello)
I got the gold (Wow yellow)
These niggas soft (Ow pillow)
I got the strap (No velcro)

He got the cash (Gimme dat shit)
He got the whip (Gimme dat shit)
Bad bitch (Gimme that shit)
Aim grip (Gimme that shit)
He got the cash (Gimme dat shit)
He got the whip (Gimme dat shit)
Bad bitch (Gimme that shit)
Aim grip (Gimme that shit)

Diamonds are wet yeah they twin with her pussy
All of my bitches be move like queens
I don't like my bitches moving like rookies
Yo' bitch a eater know she wanna cook me
Teeth are so wetted a fisherman hooked me
Bitch I'm a killer you don't need to push me
Bitch I'm a killer you don't need to (uh)
Bitch I'm a killer (Yeah)


I'm on a yacht but it's more like a battleship
You hit a lick and your niggas is tattling
My necklace clink your necklace rattling
Yo man a goofy my main bitch would laugh at him
Only like foreign for women and vehicles
Cartier glasses so my check is readable
Niggas be mad like a game that's unbeatable
Shawty gone f*ck me and that bitch is teasing you

He got the guap (Gimme dat shit)
She give me head (Give me that lip)
I got the glock (Right on my hip)
I got the stick (You could get hit)
B Lou and Zias (Bow hello)
I got the gold (Wow yellow)
These niggas soft (Ow pillow)
I got the strap (No velcro)


He got the cash (Gimme dat shit)
He got the whip (Gimme dat shit)
Bad bitch (Gimme that shit)
Aim grip (Gimme that shit)
He got the cash (Gimme dat shit)
He got the whip (Gimme dat shit)
Bad bitch (Gimme that shit)
Aim grip (Gimme that shit)

F*ck his Bitch (Yuh)
Her man asking what's the case
I'm not talking to the Hoe unless that Bitch gone give me face
And my drugs so f*ckin strong that you would think my shit is laced
Pass that Hoe around the crew just so the homies get a taste

I'm the man (Yuh)
You know I don't give a f*ck
I got pancakes on the table but got syrup in my cup
Pull her hair yeah, she told me she like it rough
And yo bank account need viagra cuz you can't get it up
Slide in, (yup yup) think I just poked her ovaries
She said I f*cked her too good now this bitch cannot get over me
She love it when I choke her diamonds in my f*ckin choker clean
All this f*ckin water on me nigga I was living overseas

Bitch I'm so gone off this Hennessy
Took her virginity
Make her wet with my music she
Get wet to unity
I just got her number yesterday I still got nudity
You a fake when you alone you just don't know who to be
They say money changes you let's see what that do to me
Bitch I'm f*ckin rich already let's just get that record clean
If you disrespect me nigga you should write a eulogy

He got the guap (Gimme dat shit)
She give me head (Give me that lip)
I got the glock (Right on my hip)
I got the stick (You could get hit)
B Lou and Zias (Bow hello)
I got the gold (Wow yellow)
These niggas soft (Ow pillow)
I got the strap (No velcro)

He got the cash (Gimme dat shit)
He got the whip (Gimme dat shit)
Bad bitch (Gimme that shit)
Aim grip (Gimme that shit)
He got the cash (Gimme dat shit)
He got the whip (Gimme dat shit)
Bad bitch (Gimme that shit)
Aim grip (Gimme that shit)
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Performed By: Chris
Featuring: Guillem
Language: English

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