Jim Jones — J.I.M.M.Y. lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "J.I.M.M.Y." by Jim Jones.
Lyrics
G’s up, eastside, code red
be frontin, we probly blow lead
what they gon do wit tha capo (nothin!)
got a hardbody clique, gotta that’ll shoot for the capo (thas right!)
when i drive by the strip, they salutin the capo (eastside)
keep 1 fly bitch up in the coup wit tha capo (you know!)
nowadays all the babes think im cute and im macho (say what?)
my otha half must think im souped cuz i gato (fuck em!)
or maybe its because i keep my pants off my ass (kiss)
i am my own boss i only hear is the cash (ya hear that?)
i only fear the law so fuck a man wit a badge (fuck the police!)
and im tryin to duck the law dog from gettin indicted
and they show me the money shit the kid got excited
so if the kid get a inch, well im takin a yard
and if the kid do ya bitch, well im takin ya yard
(thats right, for life nigga)
thats to the day that im charged, we be leavin out the club
my crew racin the cars.. .who got ya neighborhood paused
i done ran through most clubs that they had in my city (what else?)
while dancin in the spot, while my hamma gettin pissy (click clack)
one hand up on the bitch, otha hand on my blicky (thats gangsta)
i kick my G mac, try and slip her a mickey (this niggas sly tonight!)
lord help the boy that try and get me (what else?)
always pull me ova, they be dyin to frisk me (fuck em)
car smell like weed and ive been drinkin the liqour (ALWAYS)
told me i was speedin, plus he see im a nigga (you just mad at meee)
it got him even more bitter (what else?) i said im from a hood where police get
hit up (get up)
lets not make it a issue, but if a nigga piss me off, im goin straight to the
pistol (thats fo sho)
shit, but we can make it official, next time you see yo momma be awake when she
kiss you (my baaaaby)
im just tryin to get some paper (hoo!), ha, aint no boy or a nigga.. .