Lyrics:
You no comp, for roast pigs, I delete
Your style is neckbone, my cab rides by your street
Yeah!
I twist the bums out the project, elevator lights
Beep!
I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it
'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic
Old material bitch
Gold digging for them
don't hold it, lovin' that potent
I'm drinkin' and smokin', it still got me goin'
These bad hoes is gruntin', their booties is pokin'
Out them little
What the fuck you think a trick is nigga
Nigga done stick and wet his dick
And then get tricked out all his riches by a bitch!
I'm here to school you
Note: This song is inspired by real Doc quotes. Every single fucking line was spoken, I shit you not. Viewer discretion is advised.
Jerry: “King
What time is it?
Hangin' by the backstage door, decked out like a queen
Your body's sayin' 21, but your face says 17
My intuition tells me, that
rid of him
But Jimmy's wife is with him and they don't want to involve her
Hopped out the back seat they gave me a revolver
Blass, you distract him
Jimmy can crack corn but I don't care
See me in your videos, I'm like (oh, yeah)
See me right up close, you're like (oh, Em)
And where is D12 at,
Bangathemenace, I pull up no drive through. Don’t be surprised when I fly right by you. I’m in that powder blue, Amazon prime crew. The fit is Karl
Nigga, focus on your own rhyme, make em follow your own rules
Don't be a fool, nigga, bring that bitch on by to school
I got a class for that ass, and it
some games, red cups
And we kill this shit
Damn right we do
Drinking way too much like we're back in high school
Dancing by myself in this packed house
mates, some games, red cups
And we kill this sh**
Damn right we do
Drinking way too much like we're back in high school
Dancing by myself in this packed
I've been on the truck for 51 years.
My only friend is the A.M. radio.
Sometimes the neighborhood children stop by,
But it's always rocks and beer
ran out of luck
Like a ticket that didn't win when they scratched it
I have a threesome with identical twins
Tell em I know which one is which
Then get
and bitch I'ma be that
Came out the country like my name was Cletus
Hoes think that I look like Gyllenhaal
Took my bitch to the Royal Tenenbaums
Swamp G,
the fuck you think a trick is nigga
Nigga done stick and wet his dick
And then get tricked out all his
Riches by a - BITCH!
I'm here to school you
with all of my niggas from the very start
They be asking bout Jimmy and I'm like Jimmy who
That Lil nigga fresh as fuck popped out in Jimmy Choo
I met
Oh, stewardess! I speak jive
Oh, good
Jus' hang loose, blood
She gonna catch ya up on da rebound on da med side
What it is, big mama? My mama no
so now we gotta get rid of him
But Jimmy's wife is with him and they don't want to involve her
Hopped out the back seat they gave me a revolver
Baldi's schoolhouse
By the way, the hell happened in here?
My stupid friend stuck at eating practice
Gotta get all of the notebooks, what the hell is
the moonlight we tip toe
Chocolate bitch with a camel toe
Call that hoe Blue Bayou
When I skirt by I waist slide
Banana clips for my ape slide
Ryan Sheckler, dark
The water dripping like a well
And I record it on my fucking Dell (Ooh)
School is out ring the bell (Ooh)
Tinted coupe couldn't tell (Can't tell)
Wallet
'til the next time you want somebody to hang out with you
You're gonna hang out by yourself, 'cause I'm gonna be with Jimmy
Ah, I'll do it myself,
50 Miles
By Jimmy D
Cruisin down the highway, got 50 miles to go
cnother day, another dollar/ just took a new role
Promoted to the city, time
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