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Got it

They Want More

Album: Life Of A Broke Nigga
By:
Luigi da Plumba

Duration

4:21

Genres

Rap/Gangsta Rap

Description

A song describing how listeners crave to hear more from the artist. The artist strives to reach the masses and enjoy the fame while continuing to be his original self.

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Lyrics

Verse1: They say they want more so I give it to em/ They say they like my style and love the way my music move em/ And this is God givin so you betta cherish mane/ Turn them speakers up nigga let that shit bang/ Im all about the fame nigga fuck money/ Numbers change name dont now whos the dummy/ I wanna live forever nigga and a fucking day/ And try to keep it real in each and every way/ This for my real niggas Fatboy what up mane/ I told you once I touched the mic its a wrap mane/ And niggas I dont even know give me dap mane/ Aye why they call you Plumba nigga/ Its my code name/ Cuz yea shit change but I remain the same/ Im like a cool fresh breath to this rap game/ Thats why want more so I give them more/ And I aint even trynna make hit the dance floor/ Chorus: They say they want more/ they say they want more/ They say want more I gotta give an encore/ They say they want more/ They say they want more/ they say they want more I gotta give an encore/ Refrain: They keep asking about me/ Why they asking about me/ I think they want more/ So imma give them more/ They say they want more/ Fuck it nigga imma give it to them/ Verse 3: I give you all I got cuz you deserve the best/ Thats why I spit my rhymes nigga wit my fucking chest/ It aint no half stepping on the march double time/ My niggas keep them bottles mane like its party time/ But yet its Plumba time that mean I gotta shine/ And you can walk the circle nigga I gotta walk the line/ I got it on my own i aint need a fucking hand/ No stopping on the grind nigga just a change in plans/ i hear them cheering for me they screaming out my name/ But they aint worried bout you other niggas cuz you lame/ A tank of propane et me off I might explode/ What the future hold for me only God knows/ Im riding solo music be my only friend/ And Ill never leave her unto the fucking end/ Until the fucking end now let the song begin/ Its time to give these niggas a taste of that oxygen Chorus Refrain:

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