Gimme Brain

Travie, where the drums at?

Uh, put your titties on the glass, bitch

She got a pussy printed like a man' fist

She said she don't suck dick 'cause she a Catholic

But she can't get her cat licked and that's just tragic

Oh and if her man trip, that be his last trip

He could get the AK or get his ass kicked

Put him in the body cast or casket

Dogs barking like Travis on some Brad Pitt's Selassie

Clappin' asses, laps, and dances

Coke white as Marilyn Manson, American Anthem

I'm handsome with finances with all the answers

Getting brain like I scans it, brain damage

Oh, you a drunk bitch with a big butt

I'm a rich **** with a big gun

Turn around, I'ma watch you like a sitcom

I'ma smash, I'ma smash like a fist bump

Full gun clip, full gun clip

Gimme brain, gimme brain, no dumb shit

Full gun clip, full gun clip

Gimme brain, gimme brain, no dumb shit (Maybach Music)

I hit the booty club and treat it like a holiday

We takin' all the parking spaces they can tolerate

Clean coupes, street money, dirty sedans

Dirty bitches in the crib, and that's word to my man

R. Kellz, now she bailin' like she on bail

Gucci slippers, look at her sippin' on a cocktail

'Funny money', I should call it, that's how the bitches giggle

All up on me like Armani, I split it down the middle

Can't be talking cash shit, writing bad checks

Pay in advance, damn, put you in the past tense

Yellow Lamborghini, miss me with that red shit

Versace underwear, hunnid million I'm after

Oh, you a drunk bitch with a big butt

You like a long clip in a big gun

Turn around, I'ma watch you like a sitcom

I'ma smash, I'ma smash like a fist bump

Shotgun lips, shotgun lips

To the head, gimme brain, no dumb shit

Ooh, shotgun lips, double barrel pump lips

To the head, gimme brain, no dumb shit

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