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jinnypots - mississippians in michigan lyrics

[verse 1: jinnypots]
i just pulled da baby move, started rapping at the beginning
nbm general, naked weapon’s my lieutenant
if it’s mines, then i spend it
when i rhyme, you know i k!ll it
start sh+t and at the end of out kombat you would be finished
got a lot of sh+t on my mind that i’m ready to get off
just like my d+ck, i’m sick of jacking off
hadn’t had a piece of p+ssy since +tapestop effect+
i keep looking at escorts but black d+ck they’re not booking
do you smell when i’m cooking
i’ve been laying the smack down on candy asses
mad at the world and my enemies for their past actions
lawsuit after lawsuit, thеy come together likе class action
settling out of court, you should see the sh+t that i’m cash apping
in the shake junt but naw there ain’t no ass slapping
negotiating deals with stockbrokers and drug trappers
back against the wall, i had to do what i had to do
holmes thought sh+t was sweet until my fist made a catapult
screaming geronimo, cowabunga ninja turtle
thought you seen it coming like a divorce from stevie wonder
i probably misinterpreted that but i’m coming of the head
coming off the dome, coming off the hat
if you didn’t catch that
shake, rattle and roll, road dogg, dx that
the fat rat with the cheese, i’m ludacris better “back back”
or “get back” cause i’m “screwed up” i’m throwed off
whoever i choose to sign with, just know they hit the f+cking jackpot jinny
[verse 2: buss down kie]
catch me with my n+gga jinny
sippin on henny, doing bachata with a puerto rican
give me a minute in this room with her
with my d+ck and tongue out it’s guaranteed to have that p+ssy seeping
loyalty is all i know i kick it with my people
we don’t never have a reason for treason
think i’m not my brothers keeper?
go and try him then
take a scythe to his jugular
lift his soul, i’m the grim and i’m reaping
i’m wreaking havoc on you hoes
when i pop the trunk you better see if your sh+t’s intact
sipping on purple and pink
with this sprite in my double cup
i got the formula like similac
bruh what the f+ck did you think
you can’t touch any n+gga from my city
d+mn sure ain’t f+cking with me
you f+ck with b+tches but i f+ck with the streets i step on your label, step on your lyrics
i stomp on your city til i know the only thing that you smell is defeat
you got me trapped in my conscious
i throw my drink back then i turn your whole town to a mosh pit
your main chick keep watching
and these hoes ain’t loyal no
no these hoes ain’t loyal bro so why you blocking
i swear you n+ggas slipping
claim you out here eating but ain’t a thing in yo’ kitchen
you get hustled by b+tches
you say no, then you give in
and i’m just sitting back like “bruh look at the world we live in”
like que & trey songz they say i do “too much”
i guess i probably tell the truth too much
but i don’t give two f+cks
don’t care about what’s said or who did what
but if you cross me then your soul get touched
so forth and so on
i run sh+t like a shogun
i’m going hard like i’m gohan
to the point where these morons don’t wanna go on, we grimy
the chosen, i’m flying out of the 90s
it’s nighty night to you b+tches
they sleeping but never grinding, no ambition in em
and i will never get caught slipping with em
really the realist, ambi 2x gon kick the truth
be in a b+tch and never have the b+tch in you
ambition on the double, don’t f+ck with me i got sh+t to do, uh
ain’t gotta say it cause i know i’m a star
yeah you raise your cup, i’m raising the bar
i look at her like this a superstar d+ck
is you gon blow it or nah?
you got that ass, is you gon show it or nah?
i know you ought to with your fine ass
got a wine glass, i buss it and hit the bypass
i ain’t never stalling cause time pass
that’s why i drive fast cause my son gotta eat
so i got both feet on the gas
i’m on the mission to find cash
it’s everywhere and i’m a capture mines
this game is for masterminds and n+gga yo mind never could master mines
this ain’t the the ending bruh we just getting started
the cash keep calling and we keep balling because the sky keep on falling
[outro: jinnypots]
say it 2 times or maybe 3 times
say it 2 times or maybe 3 times
from the concrete still grows a black rose
from the concrete still grows a black rose
from the concrete still grows a black rose
from the concrete still grows a black rose

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