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Gimme Your Ear (feat. Rey Morado) Video (MV)




Performed By: Connor Frick
Language: English
Length: 2:03
Written by: Connor Frick, Erik Tuft




Connor Frick - Gimme Your Ear (feat. Rey Morado) Lyrics
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Put the flick on pause, I need to think through
Let me ask the reaper if he need you
I'd never been the type to throw a fit bo
But this, this could put me on the news
Let me talk to ya
Let me
Let me, let me talk to ya
Calm down, calm down, calm down
You didn't know that I knew
Oh why it gotta be like this, brother?
Help me pack my shit
Go ahead
I'm trendsetter, baby, stand by or get lost
I would bite into you, you know I'm a dawg
Let out a scream, heard the neighbors say "God"
Marvelous scene, you lead me right to it
Devil on my shoulder, what he brewing?
Yeah
Gimme your ear
Might go Van Gogh on yo ass
Get to severing several, F*ck
Brought out the devil, baby you thought you was clever
I hope it was worth it
You pulled the switch on my lever
Now I can't l stomach the mirror, my Oculus redder
I think I'm Jeepers Creepers, watch me pop yours outta ya head, uh
Better yet bitch I'll behead ya, conceal my blade, then I'll scream
I bet we'll wake up neighbors, I'll paint a marvelous scene
I seen that video, it got me weak
Enter the ring, your time is dwindling
The reaper near, won't tell you a thing
I might get close and personal, like ain't no weapons to bring but bare hands
Dance with Satan, definition of fiend
No, I ain't Jason but I'll race to my machete
Think
I'm tom petty
This ain't gon' be pretty, when I'm done, it's gon' alarm city
They gonna 'voke my bond
F*ck it, keep it calm
Bitch it's over, hoe I'm gone
Toodeloo
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Put the flick on pause, I need to think through
Let me ask the reaper if he need you
I'd never been the type to throw a fit bo
But this, this could put me on the news
Let me talk to ya
Let me
Let me, let me talk to ya
Calm down, calm down, calm down
You didn't know that I knew
Oh why it gotta be like this, brother?
Help me pack my shit
Go ahead
I'm trendsetter, baby, stand by or get lost
I would bite into you, you know I'm a dawg
Let out a scream, heard the neighbors say "God"
Marvelous scene, you lead me right to it
Devil on my shoulder, what he brewing?
Yeah
Gimme your ear
Might go Van Gogh on yo ass
Get to severing several, F*ck
Brought out the devil, baby you thought you was clever
I hope it was worth it
You pulled the switch on my lever
Now I can't l stomach the mirror, my Oculus redder
I think I'm Jeepers Creepers, watch me pop yours outta ya head, uh
Better yet bitch I'll behead ya, conceal my blade, then I'll scream
I bet we'll wake up neighbors, I'll paint a marvelous scene
I seen that video, it got me weak
Enter the ring, your time is dwindling
The reaper near, won't tell you a thing
I might get close and personal, like ain't no weapons to bring but bare hands
Dance with Satan, definition of fiend
No, I ain't Jason but I'll race to my machete
Think
I'm tom petty
This ain't gon' be pretty, when I'm done, it's gon' alarm city
They gonna 'voke my bond
F*ck it, keep it calm
Bitch it's over, hoe I'm gone
Toodeloo
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Writer: Connor Frick, Erik Tuft
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