M-16 - Gimme The Loot lyrics

[Produced by M16] (Hook: Jarren Benton) Gimmie the loot x9 Loot, loot, loot, loot... [Verse 1: Jarren Benton] Que pasa amigo (que pasa amigo) I'm back in it b**h If the head game is right and that p**y feel good Throw a rack at that b**h Walked in the club with a strap in that b**h n***as they shoot like Iraq in that b**h I peel off in that thunderbird up in Johannesburg On a giraffe with this African b**h Came from the bottom, my grandmammas house I'm funeral fresh, get the cameras out 99 bottles of beer on the floor We went wildin' out, ho, just like animal house Eatin up rappers the cannibals out Bust off in your b**h while she layn on your couch I get head in the whip while she driving that b**h She carressin my dick and my hands in her blouse You think they your homies, they snakes in the end My home boy just died mutha f** a new friend One day you here and the next day you gone We still mourning my n***a so f** yo new Benz I'm drinking again trying to mask all the pain My high coming down i'ma crash, go insane Party for now Get the money my n***a Cuz one day they might come and bash in your brains [Bridge: Jarren Benton] We up in this b**h Just got paid Got this drank in my cup n***a just got straight We been on it all night I don't know bout you I'm on that B.I.G sh** b**h better have my loot.. [Hook: Jarren Benton] [Verse 2: Jarren Benton] Eastside n***a till the day I'm in a pinebox This marijuana make a motherf**ers (mindstop) Eyes redder than the cyclopes Might throw a b**h a** n***a out a sky box 3 stripes on my high tops You ain't got no f**ing Jarren in your iPod? Becky my god, I bet you won't lick a p**y while I watch So high it's like I'm sitting over Jupiter Get this money they gone think I worship Lucifer Being broke was never cool to us Feet glued to the concrete you ain't moving us Your favorite rappers just a fairy tale n***as mad cause I knew his girlfriend very well She let me f** her on the Ferris wheel Hit South Beach and got head while I parasail I never paid for the hair and nails Vodka got the room spinning like a carousel I'm harder than a b**h that's trying to parallel Park a Mac truck for the pump I keep a pair of shells You can find me in the ATL Might tear this f**ing club up like an ACL n***as still walk crazy Thank god for rap money now it's f** you pay me [Bridge] [Hook]