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Gimme Dem Ankles Video (MV)




Performed By: Chilee Ray
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Cortland Bell




Chilee Ray - Gimme Dem Ankles Lyrics
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H-S-P, H-S-P, and that B's me
Integrity of the ego, Despair of the ego
Did you grow or did you lean on a placebo
Or let the internet bimbo, rob you for your libido
When you hit 30, buy your tuxedo
Sometimes you gotta bend, all the way to Toledo
Deep in the muddy waters, finna launch a torpedo
If the ship's sinking, you gon' stay or get off
A bandwagon fan, afraid to take a loss
That's where you learn, Aunt Teresa with the ice cream churn
For the salt and the sweetness, we all get our turn
Asked the usher at the church, he say, we all burn
Determined, that's old Dan, I'm a red fern
Desire's no concern, it's just a strong yearn
For the best gifts, first class flights
For your best lift, fill it in your tummy
Fill it in your tummy
Be transparent, or get your noise canceled
Can't tell what's being said on the sample
Still handing out samples, soup sauce and food trays
Campbell's, broken down enamel
Following bad examples, vaping a fresh pair of camels
Transcended from shambles, transcended my financials
This is more than a gamble, a political scandal
Rock the whole nation, give me them ankles
It's not how hard you hit, it's the angle
Rocking the whole nation, give me them ankles
It's not how hard you hit, it's the angle
It's not how hard you hit, it's the angle
It's not how hard you hit, it's the angle
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H-S-P, H-S-P, and that B's me
Integrity of the ego, Despair of the ego
Did you grow or did you lean on a placebo
Or let the internet bimbo, rob you for your libido
When you hit 30, buy your tuxedo
Sometimes you gotta bend, all the way to Toledo
Deep in the muddy waters, finna launch a torpedo
If the ship's sinking, you gon' stay or get off
A bandwagon fan, afraid to take a loss
That's where you learn, Aunt Teresa with the ice cream churn
For the salt and the sweetness, we all get our turn
Asked the usher at the church, he say, we all burn
Determined, that's old Dan, I'm a red fern
Desire's no concern, it's just a strong yearn
For the best gifts, first class flights
For your best lift, fill it in your tummy
Fill it in your tummy
Be transparent, or get your noise canceled
Can't tell what's being said on the sample
Still handing out samples, soup sauce and food trays
Campbell's, broken down enamel
Following bad examples, vaping a fresh pair of camels
Transcended from shambles, transcended my financials
This is more than a gamble, a political scandal
Rock the whole nation, give me them ankles
It's not how hard you hit, it's the angle
Rocking the whole nation, give me them ankles
It's not how hard you hit, it's the angle
It's not how hard you hit, it's the angle
It's not how hard you hit, it's the angle
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Writer: Cortland Bell
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