Lyrics:
Gimmick

get a gimmick If you wanna get a hand You can sacrifice your sacharo Working in the back row Bump in a dump till you're dead Kid, you gotta get a gimmick

You just give me Bridesmaids' gimmicks There's a glace cherry On your wedding cake Your ex-boyfriend's crying In the background Hiding behind The easter

high you live to love to lie can't understand why give me another try look in the mirror boy you're nothin but a toy you live a gimmick you're like

got my back, you ask Lord and BlastMaster Unorthodox, combinations from the masters Mics I menace, when it's finished You get an understanding of what we bringin, no gimmicks

3] Ya, turn, turn the heat up Separate the music from the gimmicks Class Class Class Class Class [Verse One] Now I'd always told I need a gimmick in

a gimmick If you wanna get a hand. You can sacrifice your sacharo Working in the back row. Bump in a dump till you're dead. Kid you gotta have a gimmick

You just give me Bridesmaids' gimmicks There's a glace cherry On your wedding cake Your ex-boyfriend's crying In the background Hiding behind The easter

Translation: Means, Bette. You Gotta Get A Gimmick.

Translation: Classified. Separate The Music From The Gimmicks.