Bobby V - Gimme Dat lyrics

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Bobby V - Gimme Dat lyrics

[Intro/Hook One: Bobby V] + (*Chingy) + {Ludacris} I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy) I just want that gushy, baby that's (awww) (*I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls) (*A bad lil mamma, and she ready to go) (*I'm like, like) I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy) I just want that gushy, baby that's (awww) {I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls} {A bad lil mamma, and she ready to go} {I'm like} I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy) I just want that gushy, baby that's (awww) [Chingy] Yeah... we're Allstar Atlanta baby Luda, check... Club packed, know I'mma be there all night Tart as hell, jet lag just got off a flight But that don't stop me, who? Not me Pop 1 bottle, pop 2 bottles, pop 3 4, 5, 6, chicks in tha V.I.P 7, 8, 9, naww they all dimes O.G Louis frame match my Louis kicks on my fifth right? Dirty lame look at me wrong? Tell 'em get right Light reflecting off the Bentley watch, now I'm lit right? 6's on the candy Range just so I can sit right Hotter if ya chick nice, I can triple his price On the black card, got 'em hating, wanna fist fight? Man don't get ya sh** sliced, yea I hope the fifth tight We tryna party, yo homey don't mess up this night Its a D.T.P. thang, wall-to-wall, its hype Me, Luda and Valentino, we living this life [Hook Two: Bobby V] + (*Chingy) + {Ludacris} (*I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls) (*A bad lil mamma, and she ready to go) (*I'm like, like) I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy) I just want that gushy, baby that's (awww) {Ahh, yessir, I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls} {A bad lil mamma, and she ready to go} {I'm like} I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy) I just want that gushy, baby that's (awww) [Ludacris] Ludaaa... Ching-a-ling I gotta car full of women, and a truck full of beef Air full of smoke, le box full of heat Heat it and repeat it every day! If the cops seein on my bumber every thing is ok What you say, we cruise down the block, drools on my watch Fools on my truck, so turn this tuuune up a notch Cause my whip game's propper, bentley drop topper Clubs on Ludaa, drinks on Chaka I'mma mash that woman, smash that woman Jump, shot, fake and pa** that woman Over to Bobby V., and tell her to swallow he! (OOOPS DID I SAY THAT??) good oh golly me Cause it's probably 3 more women in tha cut Talkin bout tonight, they tryna get fu*kED UP!!!! And who tha hell would I be if I ain't grant them they wish? Well sure as hell's not Ludacris (WHOOOO! OHHHH! OKAY!) [Hook Three: Bobby V] + (*Ludacris) + {Chingy} (*Who is this that got his pockets all swole, big bank rolls) (*A bad lil mamma, and she ready to go) (*I'm like) I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy) I just want that gushy, baby that's (awww) {I got my pockets all swole, big bank rolls} {A bad lil mamma, and she ready to go} {I'm like, like} I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy) I just want that gushy, baby that's (awww) [Chingy] Look, EYY... My whip flash, you might catch whip gla** When ya boy dip past, man ain't none of y'all cold as me My chick lash she ain't roll this past Watch that new six stash, why can't none of y'all roll like me Don't get mad blame my momma dem' Plus the Cadillac gangsta grill, but don't call me +Drama+ then My flows listen to em you might final summit then Is a couple celebrity chicks, yeahhh, I'm with them [Hook Two] [Bobby V: repeat 2X] I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy) I just want that gushy, baby that's (awww)