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its jimmy - jimmy wopo lyrics

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[intro]
the j, the i, the m, the m
it’s jimmy!
its j, the i, the m, the m
it’s it’s
stevie on the motherf*cking beat, b*tch

[chorus]
ayo baby its jimmy, i run my city like diddy
with the [?] b*tch i’m griffey, i [?] ciroc like i’m tinsley
ayy b*tch i’m good in the hood, everybody f*ck with me
go ask the boys n the hood, quick to catch me a ricky
[it’s jimmy] jewels on with the fendi
[it’s jimmy] i got that mac with the fifty (the mac n*gga)
[it’s jimmy] b*tch i’m black but i’m pretty (pretty ricky n*gga)
[it’s jimmy] a n*gga still can’t gyp me (lane)

[verse 1]
jimmy jimmy jimmy whatcha talkin’ bout (whatcha talkin’ bout)
ayo i’m talkin’ bout that chopper, make ‘em walk it out
i’m talkin’ bout 4 5 n*ggas outside your momma’s house (outside your momma’s house)
[it’s jimmy] now bring the doctors out (ooh)
i’m thе boy that bring the noodles and helicoptеrs out (ooh)
i’m the boy that kidnap and bring the hostage out (aw sh*t)
i wanna talk to him, take the duct tape off his mouth
[it’s jimmy] keep the hollarin’ down
if he too stiff ha i’ll f*ck him
if he ain’t with it, then i force him
play the front, i backdoor him
when i get rich, i’ma porch him
still have on my forces, still be with the bullsh*t
never wear the sh*t i wore sh*t
quick to knock you off the porch sh*t
[chorus]
ayo baby its jimmy, i run my city like diddy
with the bae b*tch i’m griffey, i dish ciroc like i’m tinsley
boy i’m good in the hood, everybody f*ck with me
go ask the boys n the hood, quick to catch me a ricky
[it’s jimmy] jewels on with the fendi
[it’s jimmy] i got that mac with the fifty (the mac n*gga)
[it’s jimmy] b*tch i’m black but i’m pretty (pretty ricky n*gga)
[it’s jimmy] a n*gga still can’t gyp me (lane)

[verse 2]
elm street sh*t i been and did that
wasn’t my choice, stevie ran that b*tch back
ayo don’t call me wopo baby, call me jim crack (call me jimmy jimmy)
[its j, the i, the m, the m it’s] say it like that
you catch me slippin’, better k!ll me or i’ll be right back (i’ma come back)
ask the last n*gga pull up and they let it clap (i got his ass)
catch him slippin’, started rippin’, he had a four flat (four flat)
hit his chest, made him stress, n*gga jumpin’ jacks (aw sh*t)
ayy big jimino, why they playin’ with ya, they ran from ya (big jimmy)
on a perky in my system, gave me stamina
i let it roast, he get ghost, danny phantom him (he dippin’)
he got the city on his back, why they keep bannin’ him (why they trippin’)

[interlude]
the j, the i, the m, the m
it’s jimmy!
its j, the i, the m, the m
it’s it’s
stevie on the motherf*cking beat, b*tch
[chorus]
ayo baby its jimmy, i run my city like diddy
with the bae b*tch i’m griffey, i dish ciroc like i’m tinsley
boy i’m good in the hood, everybody f*ck with me
go ask the boys n the hood, quick to catch me a ricky
[it’s jimmy] jewels on with the fendi
[it’s jimmy] i got that mac with the fifty (the mac n*gga)
[it’s jimmy] b*tch i’m black but i’m pretty (pretty ricky n*gga)
[it’s jimmy] a n*gga still can’t gyp me (lane)

[outro]
the j, the i, the m, the m
it’s jimmy!
it’s j, the i, the m, the m
it’s jimmy! it’s

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