Tq - Gimme Some lyrics

Hey, this song is dedicated to the girl Brenda with the big breast-eses In the a** like the black girls, I love you Brenda... [Chorus: TQ] Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some? Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb? Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some? Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb? You told me that we was going to the tele I told you when I pull up, be ready Now you said you can't find no one to watch your kids But why can't you just get a new Are you gon give me some? [TQ] What's wrong? what happened? You told me it was crackin' I got my prophylactics, and why you trippin' on me? I'm tired of playing games, its been a couple weeks Hey ma I'm feeling you, you say you feeling me I just can't understand why we can't get our love on Girl I want it and quit, I want you to groan Lets go to the Mo tonight, and lets sip a little mo' tonight Girl don't say no tonight, you need to give me some [Mannie Fresh] Its 2002, what you gon do? Your hot in the a**, so let lil' daddy come through I've been hangin' with shorty for one whole week I'm trying to pressure you, its time to freak Now I've been holding in, and you've been holding out So why don't you be a nice girl and (Put it in yo mouth!) Now things don changed, why you actin' strange? You lettin' that other n***ah get in yo brains? Life is like a movie baby, stick to the script I'm Dirk Diggle and its time to hit I ain't tryin to take your man place, hes alright I'm just trying to stick it to you baby just one night Well I gotta buy something just for you to try something? Yeah I'll let you get something just to let me hit something Now I know your alone when he don't come home Pick up the phone, now I give you the bone When the kids asleep, then we can creep I've been waiting to see you naked baby, one whole week Time for you to give it up, let a n***a hit it up Take in on or spill it up, swallow, don't spit it up [Chorus: TQ, Wolf talking in background] Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some? Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb? Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some? Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb? You told me that we was going to the tele (Yeah, you act like you don't Remember that though) I told you when I pull up, be ready (Uh-huh, uh-huh,uh-huh,uh-huh) Now you said you can't find no one to watch your kids (Mmm, mmm) I think you just scared cuz you don't want me to leave (Thats what it is) Are you gon give me some? [Wolf] Now I've been f**ing with you for far too long And if I don't hit tonight, I know something is wrong You've been duggin' and divin', just running scared Like you committed a crime, and I'm the fed Calm motherf**er over the phone But a scary motherf**er when its time to get it on You be saying freaky sh**, really turning me on Like you swallow n' spit all over the dick And you be bragging about how them n***as is strong But the word is out, I'm seriously hung Right now I'm ready, cuz I'm full of that juice I'm ready to get you in the bed, and knock something loose And after that, the balls in your court We can leave it alone, or we can go back and forth But first things first, Ima admit Ima tear your a** up when you let me hit [Greg Street] W,B,I,T,E,C,H, ain't that a b**h radio Yo check, thats the new jam of the day The Big Tymers featuring Wolf Yo Wolf don went from the the keyboards to the mic booth Wolf rappin now And thats why you got your a** back in child support court too Yeah she want some more money now boy, you gotta give it up You can't go to court with no punk defendant Why you need Johnny Cochran, you rolling with them Cash Money Millionaires Now Hey, big shouts out to Greg Green This of uhh cases that concentrated titty milk And big shouts out to all them ladies Gettin ready for amateur night at the Flame Yo check, if you not ready, stay your a** out the club