Lyrics

You don't have to give me your space I'll take what's mine, i'll take what's mine Steppin it up cause i need to Seconds and thirds cause i need to You don't have to lend me yours i got my own shine See me fly out through the roof Let me show what i can do I can take off just like you so don't come rushing for truce Don't come rushing for truce, ey Gimme that Gimme that Gimme that Gimme that silver Gimme that silver Gimme that Gimme that Gimme that Gimme that silver Gimme that silver Gimme that Gimme that Gimme that Gimme that silver Gimme that silver Gimme that silver even though i'm worth the gold Consider yourself lucky, Consider yourself fine No need to get defensive, alright I did my best for nothing and lost my wings of pride One day i'll be up and runnin So go on hit the breaks i won't make no mistakes, no Gimme that Gimme that Gimme that Gimme that silver Gimme that silver Gimme that Gimme that Gimme that Gimme that silver Gimme that silver Gimme that Gimme that Gimme that Gimme that Gimme that silver Gimme that Gimme that silver Gimme that silver even though i'm worth the gold Gimme that silver
Writer(s): Torsen Julian, Naluzzi Thylander Feyona Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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