St. Lunatics - Gimme What You Got lyrics

Okay, party people in the house
Lunati-ti-tics! D2

I'm on my way to my show, uh, shirt Polo
Gortex figaro, jeans Hilfiger though
Starched up, hit the Amaco
Bought a Philly, sparked up
Lunatics'll blow the park up
Ooh, this herb, got me geekin' like a nerd
Eff what you heard, federal like a bird
Were actin' funny when you first saw me
Now I'm makin' jams have you
Being like "go 'Li"
Hell naw, trick I'm picky now
I'm spiffy now, smoke sticky now
Hit the door at the club, Yella, Grip and Luv
Met me with a dub, was it fire playa (what?)
Straight to the bar, got a Henny and Coke
Ain't been in five minutes
Rats sendin' me notes
Could it be the way I get down


The way I throw down? I don't know
But it's one thing I know for sure
Some'a y'all been tryin' to
Write rhymes for years
And we got dibs, irritatin' my ears
Is this the best that you can make?
But if not, then you got more, I'll wait
But don't make me wait too long 'cause
I'mma move on the dance floor
Where they put somethin' smooth on
Turn up the bass, it's better when it's loud
'Cause I like to move the crowd

Like my homie Joe Day, burgandy six-tre
I'm lookin' sporty, you fools know me
No way, am I goin' out like a buster?
Once I'm in, I last long like a wrestler
Givin' out degrees for that PH
Raised on the N-O-R T-H side of this bitch
Real soon, uh
Like soon as you hear it put that blunt out
Break and leave the room
Get your own pop, piece to doom
Bulletproof and pop, my hit gon' baloon
Position is assumed, I'm the Tic, the Tune
Leavin' 'em all like a typhoon, ghetto tycoon
Cats waste ink, they don't take time to think
Actin' hard like they shit don't stink
Knowin' they stench like the rink
True color be pink, rinky dink
Big Lee need a spliff cause
I'm startin' to think, that
Some'a y'all been tryin' to
Write rhymes for years
And we got dibs, irritatin' my ears
Is this the best that you can make?
But if not, then you got more, I'll wait
But don't make me wait too long 'cause
I'ma move on the dance floor
Where they put somethin' smooth on
Turn up the bass, it's better when it's loud
'Cause I like to rule the crowd

See I rockin' in my spare time
Unwind and grind fools like coffee
Softly is how I speak to them
Punks who come actin' salty
Then Ali, I let this thing go
(boo yeah) , back on the farm
I heard you was on my
Tail now you yellin' "Nelly, you lost 'em!"
Fool, my click is off the hook like OJ
Fool, there ain't no way
That we could ever be deep in foreplay
Run and ask your lady smokin' hay hay haaay
I bust a rhyme, and I line all them draws
My sign for all a y'all
Be that F on the top of skyscrapers
My lyrics rape ya
Tape your mouth like a hostage
You be talkin' garbage
Makin' my stomach nauseous with
That shhh that, ah
Tryna compare your click to mine
You need to hide and catch up
? Duff know I'm a liar
Makin' you fools transpire
To sweatshirts like Champion attire
So why you try ah lunatic for hire, haha
I'm startin' to think that
Some'a y'all been tryin' to
Write rhymes for years
And we got dibs, irritatin' my ears
Is this the best that you can make?
But if not, then you got more, I'll wait
But don't make me wait too long 'cause
I'ma move on the dance floor
Where they put somethin' smooth on
Turn up the bass, it's better when it's loud
'Cause I like to move the crowd
Some'a y'all been tryin' to
Write rhymes for years
And we got dibs, irritatin' my ears
Is this the best that you can make?
But if not, then you got more, I'll wait
But don't make me wait too long 'cause
I'ma move on the dance floor
Where they put somethin' smooth on
Turn up the bass, it's better when it's loud
'Cause I like to move the crowd