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jimmy (usa) - rick james lyrics

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hook
big rapper with big chains i’m on stage
black boy from west coast, i won’t change
i does it all, i get bag, you stay mad
got big boots, f+ck yo couch, like rick james

verse 1
rap like this my first day out of jail
if jimmy is on it, that’ll make ya album sale
put sneako on my knee, whoop his ass, we gon see who alpha male
i’m out for blood, same n+ggas callin’ gunna a tattle tale
be the same n+ggas that’s snitchin’ for red lobster tails
i feel dale earnhardt jr., i say the “n” word
try to steer clear of the n+ggas that sippin’ sizzurp
my pops funded my gamin’ habits on flippin’ his herb
but when the cops hit me, my phone was on do not disturb
i’m 25, the rappers in my bracket lookin’ stark
name other that can match my energy, i got the spark
all thеy talk about is b+tches, none the bitе but all the bark
and i’m blessed, i pull my sh+t out this whole room gon end up dark

been hard since 10th grade
don’t give a f+ck what a shrimp say
i’m big fish, you b+tch made
you bow to the feet of yo sensei
i switch lanes do speed limits
if you go over then i hate you
hope the lord himself come erase you
i got road rage, i don’t race dudes
look at me i’m salsa dancin’ in a mansion
off of rappin’, this ain’t madden
ain’t a game, remained the same
and took it up, i’m f+ckin’ swag
you f+ckin’ stagnant, suck it up and switch it up
i’m never landin’, once i flew i knew i had it
when you do it with a passion
magic happens, that’s a bar like the exam it’s
big jimmy, jimbolini rappin’ like the rent is due
n+ggas been up next for years and still ain’t hit they pinnacle
pack it up, my juju couldn’t even make that miracle
i’m so f+ckin’ dope, my pops could flip me like reciprocal
pause, like a brick a two
keep my circle minuscule
these n+ggas think they kai cenat
they really more like miserable
he said he had some motion, guess that n+gga is invisible
don’t want to chop it up, i’m with my wife exchangin’ syllables

monetize my trauma just like errbody else
yeah i monetize my trauma for the dollas and the wealth
monetize it, supersize it, baby glorify my character
two rules: don’t touch my baby or my register
show my t++th, show these n+ggas who da top dog is
scratch you fleas off when my mothf+ckin’ b+lls itch
entertainin’ imitations, when you have the truth
i’m at ya crib like— why the f+ck yo couch on my boots?
f+ck n+gga
hook
big rapper with big chains i’m on stage
black boy from west coast, i won’t change
i does it all, i get bag, you stay mad
got big boots, f+ck yo couch, like rick james

outro
i’m one of the prettiest mothaf+ckas that ever lived



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