lb spiffy – jimmy choo lyrics
[intro]
run up a thou, yea b+tch it’s been a while
bro roll wit 40 cal
she f+cking wit my n+ggas but i can’t f+ck wit dat gyal
i just run up a bag, they see me be like how
[chorus]
and she like oouuuu
she like lb why you gotta do
she like lb why you keep that two
cause n+ggas fake yea they be fuu
n+gga you ain’t my slime lil n+gga you ain’t my guu
remember that’s selling them dimes
i was tryna get them new shoes
told bro don’t ask me if i’m riding
f+ck you think that i’m gon do?
made 40 thousand off these rhymes
f+ck you think i’m in dat stu?
[verse 1]
don’t f+ck with my crew they go shoot at you
bad b+tch wanna f+ck can’t lie wanna f+ck her too
if that b+tch she keep it a buck she go get some jimmy choo
rеmember days i was feeling stuck
bro keep 40 tuck
now she wanna suck
shе ain’t wanna f+ck now i’m deep in her guts
shordy think she have me but b+tch i been nut
la gang ok gang, b+tch i been cut
for my dead n+ggas man you know i throw it up
[chorus]
and she like oouuuu
she like lb why you gotta do
she like lb why you keep that two
cause n+ggas fake yea they be fuu
n+gga you ain’t my slime lil n+gga you ain’t my guu
remember that’s selling them dimes
i was tryna get them new shoes
told bro don’t ask me if i’m riding
f+ck you think that i’m gon do?
made 40 thousand off these rhymes
f+ck you think i’m in dat stu? (f+ck you think i’m in dat stu)
and she like ouuu wanna come touch
shordy wanna come touch on my jewels
don’t talk that sh+t up on the net yea it ain’t cool
dissing my set brodie go put you on the news
[verse 2]
you know how we get
she wanna step she gotta feed the gang i rep
she see the drip how she get low but give me neck
she want my time but baby girl this ain’t patek
like cardi b that 40 pull up leave em wet
we got em upset
all this money that i get got these b+tches on my d+ck
all these bands in my drip got me walking with a limp
cut her off you cut never catch me moving like no simp
[chorus]
and she like oouuuu
she like lb why you gotta do
she like lb why you keep that two
cause n+ggas fake yea they be fuu
n+gga you ain’t my slime lil n+gga you ain’t my guu
remember that’s selling them dimes
i was tryna get them new shoes
told bro don’t ask me if i’m riding
f+ck you think that i’m gon do?
made 40 thousand off these rhymes
f+ck you think i’m in dat stu? (f+ck you think i’m in dat stu)
and she like ouuu wanna come touch
shordy wanna come touch on my jewels
don’t talk that sh+t up on the net yea it ain’t cool
dissing my set brodie go put you on the news
[outro]
cash flow, cash flow
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