Lyrics:
you brother eat your mother out
After I done dug her out
Needles to drug her out
Pillows to smother out
You don't give a fuck about, I'm what a thug
He really finna be rich
You see one day brody woke up and then he found a blick and that was it
The next day came he heard The kids on Ridge
Before
think he Uncle Ruckus
I left Jimmy, they was spending silly with my budget
And now I'm rolling with some cooler niggas I can fuck with
You by
out
She'll do anything by all means to get my dipstick out
Stu ran out the crib too fast, I think a brick fell out
Shit he fell short 50 bucks, made a 7
fuckin' with the hen dog, so toss out the sauce hot
Put my shit on three wheels, for thrills
I hit a corner and make sure my drink don't spill, that's
rate you can't tell us shit
I done prayed for it all my life
At the bank gettin' hella rich
Count it up, count it up
I need more when I got it all
Jimmy
Girls
Just some hot girls who like to snort white girl
I'm in a all black coupe like Dark Knight, girl
These here Jimmy Choos, not Off-Whites, girl
Speaking by my lingo so they don't know what I'm saying
Militant with my gangsters we know what we facing
We rolled his OG up homie now we get to face it
the media by sending out
Fraudulent misinformation the reason why I'm
Always so extremely fed up is because of the
Current state of the country i'm
Certain
the average girl
Now I'ma send your mind through a twirl
Now usually I'm narrow-minded, never blinded
By any man, but somehow I got binded
I mean caught up,
it all before
Push the pull door my uncle
Rap jumbo, pay by the leader
Weed out weaker weeds tumble
Towers on the cusp of crumble
Essaouira with my
bump and be found into greed by a
Maniac with a gat
See nowadays, niggas is like that
I pull my trigger back, the bullets go
Pump, pump, pump, now
in your mouth
Then pulled it clean up out your ass
Took her demon by the hands
Asked the demon, "Can we dance?"
Found a halo in her trash but she
done been threw the ball up out the park
Voices in my head think I'm going crazy but I
Forgot I was chosen I'd be raw
Fuck they talking bout'
Whiteboy wasted come on it's Jimmy
In London it's freezing cold
More grief, more beef on the roads
A reality check so I know if I left him out it'd be
might be a brick
By the way the chain hit, sold a few bales
Walkin' with a chopper, gotta take small steps
Jimmy Choo shoes, I could walk through Hell
that I found out all I've done
I've been left here alone, to think by my own twas then that I found out all I've done
The flame-red trees and the rowdy
a few sips
Uh new phone like who's this
Cocaine high and I don't even do rips
Done it by my lonely don't need nobody to move with
Smoke and get money man
million)
Listen, Spud, we got three million in the can, here
We'll look after him, I'll send the bird to his mother
Come on, let's just get out of this
now we ready to play!
And the J, the I, the M, the M, the why, the J, the I, the M
At Jimmy's.. at Jimmy's!
[Chorus]
[Verse Two]
Uhh.. creep
vacation, then I take you on a trip
I got a place that I can take you to
South Beach, Cancun, ooh
Won't you come up out them Jimmy Choos? Ooh
I got
'm good
Shit, I done talk my way out of the hood
Now if you followed my footsteps and walked through my shoes
You wouldn't go against me cause you know you
a new Range
Found out that bitch she was too fake
Fuck her Monday left her Tuesday
Told shawty she playin'
Told her I ain't stayin'
Foreign she go crazy
No cap i done found me a real one
Bad shawty five four with her heels on
Fuck a snack its a fact she a meal son
You know the deal she the type that
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