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K. Bev & Bigz - Glimpse (feat. Bill) Lyrics
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(Bevans bumpin' bitch)
Aye aye baby get a glimpse
Let me show you how I really live I'm chilling at the crib
Aye aye Baby get a glimpse
Come and get a view of how I'm living yeah I'm always lit
Aye aye baby get a glimpse
Aye aye baby get a glimpse
And this girl is on my mind and she texts me all the time
Then she asked if she can slide just to get a glimpse
I been focused on my shit
I been focused on my grind
All these women playing games I don't really have no time
I been really doing it
I'm like really in this bitch tryna make a little hit hopefully I'll make it big
Hit the party drunk as hell bitch we lit
Man this club life is my fit shit I might just drink a fifth holdup
Got that Effen and Ciroc on the spot
Turning up we on the block living my life to the top (aye)
Tryna make big bank big money yeah but right now
I am on some shit like can I get a 20 holdup
This a mix of taste swish no brakes
All gas propane I ain't preaching profane (yeah)
Hold up stop yeah wait
Just like pull up to the crib I'll buzz you at the gate (aye)
Hold up stop yeah wait
They been asking me to rap I'm sorry for the wait
Aye aye baby get a glimpse
Let me show you how I really live I'm chilling at the crib
Aye aye Baby get a glimpse
Come and get a view of how I'm living yeah I'm always lit
Aye aye baby get a glimpse
Aye aye baby get a glimpse
And this girl is on my mind and she texts me all the time
Then she asked if she can slide just to get a glimpse
Walked up in the club with a pocket full of singles
She say whats the noise she can hear the chains jingle
Or maybe it's the loud tryna know if she single
Told me pop one of these and you feel your fingers tingle
Now I'm jacked up please put your hands up
In this red and white like I'm f*cking Santa
But its no handouts go get your bands up
Boy Bevans made the beat and it pop like Fanta
Shit I love my birthday suit it might just be favorite outfit
If you never seen it you could your ask your girl about it
It's a lot of roads I promise there's no way around it
Gotta face problems bro you won't you won't grow without it
Why I got you thinking in the club tho let's turn up
Pour the poison on my ice I got a wood to burn up
Looking this way 'cause its loud but that noise don't concern you
Shorty said she wanna glimpse aye should she get a glimpse?
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(Bevans bumpin' bitch)
Aye aye baby get a glimpse
Let me show you how I really live I'm chilling at the crib
Aye aye Baby get a glimpse
Come and get a view of how I'm living yeah I'm always lit
Aye aye baby get a glimpse
Aye aye baby get a glimpse
And this girl is on my mind and she texts me all the time
Then she asked if she can slide just to get a glimpse
I been focused on my shit
I been focused on my grind
All these women playing games I don't really have no time
I been really doing it
I'm like really in this bitch tryna make a little hit hopefully I'll make it big
Hit the party drunk as hell bitch we lit
Man this club life is my fit shit I might just drink a fifth holdup
Got that Effen and Ciroc on the spot
Turning up we on the block living my life to the top (aye)
Tryna make big bank big money yeah but right now
I am on some shit like can I get a 20 holdup
This a mix of taste swish no brakes
All gas propane I ain't preaching profane (yeah)
Hold up stop yeah wait
Just like pull up to the crib I'll buzz you at the gate (aye)
Hold up stop yeah wait
They been asking me to rap I'm sorry for the wait
Aye aye baby get a glimpse
Let me show you how I really live I'm chilling at the crib
Aye aye Baby get a glimpse
Come and get a view of how I'm living yeah I'm always lit
Aye aye baby get a glimpse
Aye aye baby get a glimpse
And this girl is on my mind and she texts me all the time
Then she asked if she can slide just to get a glimpse
Walked up in the club with a pocket full of singles
She say whats the noise she can hear the chains jingle
Or maybe it's the loud tryna know if she single
Told me pop one of these and you feel your fingers tingle
Now I'm jacked up please put your hands up
In this red and white like I'm f*cking Santa
But its no handouts go get your bands up
Boy Bevans made the beat and it pop like Fanta
Shit I love my birthday suit it might just be favorite outfit
If you never seen it you could your ask your girl about it
It's a lot of roads I promise there's no way around it
Gotta face problems bro you won't you won't grow without it
Why I got you thinking in the club tho let's turn up
Pour the poison on my ice I got a wood to burn up
Looking this way 'cause its loud but that noise don't concern you
Shorty said she wanna glimpse aye should she get a glimpse?
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Writer: Bill Murrihy, Dominic Bertucci
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