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Jimmy Choose
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Brr, choppa, brr
Bitch
Stop thumbin' through the racks, I can't fuckin' lose
Call your ho Jimmy 'cause she gone fuckin' choose (bow)
D-ducey in my cup, this is not no booze (lean)
These hos ride the wave, like a fuckin' cruise (yuh, yuh)
Your ho on my shit, try and send me nudes (bow, brr, brr)
Pump out sticky hair, look like swine flu (what?)
These niggas be actorss, call 'em Tom Cruise (brr)
Y-y'all eat me up like some good food (shhh)
Y-y'all eat me up like it's Thanksgiving (shhh)
B-bitch, I'm young and turned, hell, now I don't want no children (huh?)
B-bitch, I'm young and turned, hell, now I don't want no kids (okay)
I had your bro in my wood, but I put your shit out 'cause the shit started tastin' like mint
I had a bro in the blunt and I mixed him with garbage, throw him in the heat like a seed
Bitch, I'm ill, I ain't goin' for shit (wait)
I'm not a perc, I don't play with no bitch (okay)
I'm not a perc, I don't play with you hos
I'm in the trench posted up with the bros
Lame ass bitch got a dick in her throat
Dumb ass ho trying to cop my flow
Who the fuck told these hoes that they was sore?
You was not crazy, I know you a ho
I post a pic and I'm gettin' them choke
I got that Glock running up on my block
I'm with that gang run up, you get swiped
I really blessed me a bitch like a pope
Smoke the gorilla glue but I'm a goat
I'm really out for that shit, bitch, I'm dope
I'm really out for that shit, yeah, they cashin'
I don't wanna fuck but I duck and it pays
Liberty hoe, I get on your head
Love how I can study your shit on the feds
Turn off that music, that shit hella trash
Turn off that music, that shit hella boring
Bitch, I'm foreign, riding in a foreign
First one I get in my fuckin' roarin'
I'm finna cook on that bitch like I'm Gordon
I'm finna cook on this bitch like a pot
Let me fuck pussy, you high for us
Call up the gang and I just point 'em out
Big ass fat, got the cut out
Run the fuck off, you gon' see what I'm 'bout
Take your dog, you get hit in your snout
Nigga on dick 'cause he just wants some clout
Riding the bitch like it's all in a drought
Riding the bitch and he gone, I said
Come see your block with it up like a rack
You 'bout to get you, you niggas be wrecked
Thumbin' through the racks, I can't fuckin' lose (brr)
Call your ho Jimmy 'cause she gone fuckin' choose (bow)
D-ducey in my cup, this is not no booze (lean)
These hos ride the wave, like a fuckin' cruise (brr, yuh, yuh)
Your ho on my shit, try and send me nudes (bow, brr, brr)
Pump out sticky hair, look like swine flu (uhh?)
These niggas be actors, call 'em Tom Cruise (brr)
Y-y'all eat me up like some good food (shhh)
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