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scy jimm & chicken p - 1st place lyrics

[intro: scy jimm]
(you aren’t even a cool breeze for my man taz)
big scy sh+t, boy

[chorus: scy jimm]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, shawty ride this d+ck like a harley davidson (ayy, ayy)
four and a kid, get it off, i don’t babysit (move, move)
you done had your time in first place, b+tch, i’m takin’ it (n+gga)
realest in this sh+t, n+gga, i ain’t never fakin’ it (come on)
ayy, i come from servin’ blow (yeah, yeah)
in the kitchen playin’ with that shh like it’s snow (frrt)
i was broke, now i need ten for a show (ten)
lettin’ that money pile up, watch that bag grow (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[verse 1: scy jimm]
i took off, what the f+ck i’m comin’ back for? (what the f+ck?)
you gon’ try to creep, we got choppers at the backdoor (grrah, grrah, grrah)
we might f+ck, but can’t put you before that bag, ho (come here, bae)
you tired of bein’ broke, get up off your ass, ho (n+gga)
n+gga, rats, and drugs (yeah, yeah), we all in the city with it (yeah)
yeah, i rap, but still keep a fire ’cause this sh+t get wicked (keep that burner)
bro ‘nem tryna slide for the free, ain’t gotta pay a ticket (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
these n+ggas goin’ out sad, how you savin’ b+tches? the f+ck?
and i’m off that liquor, all this douche in my cup (yeah, yeah)
these n+ggas runnin’ out of time, they runnin’ out of luck (on gnag)
i ain’t have a penny, i had to go and run it up (yeah, ain’t had nothin’)
crackers just keep on askin’ questions, i ain’t givin’ nothin’ up
every day i’m cuttin’ up (skrrt), ‘member i was f+ckin’ up (yeah, yeah)
same b+tch used to turn me down, now i’m f+ckin’ her (come here, bae)
and this big jimm, these n+ggas know i’m what the f+ck is up (n+gga)
these n+ggas want my spot, i gotta keep that glitz and top (glaow, glaow, glaow)
you a lil’ boy, it’s level to this sh+t (it’s levels to this sh+t)
if i keep droppin’, i’m forever gon’ be rich, n+gga, uh (on gang)
f+ck these hoes, i’m too stiff on a b+tch, uh (too stiff)
i just put a new clip on the gl!ck (glaow, glaow)
[chorus: scy jimm & chicken p]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, shawty ride this d+ck like a harley davidson (ayy, ayy)
four and a kid, get it off, i don’t babysit (move, move)
you done had your time in first place, b+tch, i’m takin’ it (n+gga)
realest in this sh+t, n+gga, i ain’t never fakin’ it (come on)
ayy, i come from servin’ blow (yeah, yeah)
in the kitchen playin’ with that shh like it’s snow (frrt)
i was broke, now i need ten for a show (ten)
lettin’ that money pile up, watch that bag grow (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, alright)

[verse 2: chicken p]
mm, fendi to the floor (floor), fendi on my big toe (toe)
mm, young boss, them older n+ggas call me big bro (what up, big bro?)
like eazy e, i’m creepin’ down the street in my six+four (mm, mm)
twin get to squeezin’ on that b+tton (frrt, frrt), better get low
yeah, i might take you shoppin’, but i ain’t payin’ for that p+ssy (i’m not, mm+mm)
i’ll fly you out, then we f+ckin’, don’t be playin’ with that p+ssy (don’t be playin’ with that p+ssy)
wash the sand out that coochie
i’m the dope, man, i sell grams in my gucci (yeah, yeah, grams in my gucci)
we smokin’ out the bongs, spent a band on looseleafs
but kick sh+t like bruce lee (lee)
all these b+tches in the whip (all these b+tches), when we in this b+tch, two seats
boy, this fit, i got on cost me two ps (ps)
we in the field with this sh+t like juke breeze
get your pretty ass on, we pourin’ pints up (f+ck on)
tell ’em pull the foreigns out, put the strikes up (strikes up)
don’t play crash with me, boy, that sh+t’ll get your life took (for real)
you’ll never find another group of n+ggas like us (yeah), nah, for real
last year, i made a half a mil’ (mhm)
i still play it like i’m broke, yeah, i’m grindin’ still
i told lil’ bro ‘nem just be ready when it’s time to k!ll (ah)
n+gga, i’ma go and get this money, f+ck how n+ggas feel
[chorus: scy jimm]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, shawty ride this d+ck like a harley davidson (ayy, ayy)
four and a kid, get it off, i don’t babysit (move, move)
you done had your time in first place, b+tch, i’m takin’ it (n+gga)
realest in this sh+t, n+gga, i ain’t never fakin’ it (come on)
ayy, i come from servin’ blow (yeah, yeah)
in the kitchen playin’ with that shh like it’s snow (frrt)
i was broke, now i need ten for a show (ten)
lettin’ that money pile up, watch that bag grow (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

- scy jimm chicken p lyrics

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