Jim Jones - *****s With You Lyrics
(feat. Max B, Stack Bundles)Yeah, It's Ya Boy...i'm Back Byrd GangAnother Rap Extravagance Classic For You Niggaz[chorus: Max B]We Tryna Get Paaaid, Can I Get Some Bucks With Chuuuuuu?Get Blaaazed, Can I Hit From Stuff With Chuuuuuu?Get Braaains, Nigga I *****s With Chuuuuu....Cause We Them Niggaz You Loving!We *****s With Expensive Hoeeeeeees....the Bird SwangAs Far As Expensive Clotheeeeees....it's Byrd GangNigga We Getting This Doooooooooough.....Cause We Them Niggaz You Loving![stack]If Trap Is The Way Out Then Y'all Niggaz Stuck There (for' Real)Coffee Shops The Only Way You See Starbucks Here (for' Real)And I'm A Different Story (ha!), Feeling Out Of LineIn That Deuce So I Think I Need A Whole Different Story!Can't Judge A Book By It's CoverComes To Yay You Can't Judge A Brick By It's Color (what!)You Only Know If It's Butter When You Put It In The RawAnd That Watch Ain't Flooded If You Still See The BorderIf He Doesn't Hustle, Somebody Around Him DoesAnd If He Ain't Homie, Somebody Around Him Cuz(cause?) Cause Gangster Ain't Easily Portrayed (nah)Death Before Dishonor Niggaz Easily BetrayedSame Niggaz From The Sandbox, I Bought Drops (drops)One Year Or Two Times We Can Watch The Ball Drop (ball Drop)We By-coastal You Niggaz Ain't Playing Right (nah)Drive-by And Toast You, You Niggaz Ain't Spraying Right[chorus][max B]Five Seven With Thirty Five Homie Pitch A BuckHit The Club With The *****es, Ma Ain't The Only One To *****Cause My Bg's So Prolific, You Sluts Can Do WhateverI'm Abusing My Name Buzzing From Brooklyn To BermudaNigga's Caught Him Slipping Again, He Ain't Never Shoot UsBigga Caught Up Pimping Again And He Ain't Neva ScoobaThousand Dollar Bags Of Buddha, I Drop Back On My ScooterMy Ruger'll Do Ya Like They Did Martin Luther JrA Lil Bigger Rocking Some Shoes Thinking That They CushyLil Niggaz Got It Confused Thinking I'm A *****Watch How I Scream With The Team Cause The Clock Is TickingI Gotta Lean When I Squeeze Cause The Glock Be KickingI Be Blowing On The Stank, Blowing On The DankMy Quarter Across The Border I Ordered What It DrinkGot Ya Daughter Caught Up In Loops All Up In The LaneAll In The Paint, We Balling And Caught Up In The Mix.....owww[chorus][jones]We Do It To The Death, A Hundred Hoopties I Done Wrecked (capo!)I Got A *****y Attitude But Stay Super Duper Fresh (stay Fly!)My Shooters Do The Rest (bang Bang), Put The Product On The CurbIf I'm Not Out Of Town I'm Up In Harlem On The CurbOr Handling B. I, In The Office With My Feet UpStay Running Through The City, Stay Cautious If You See UsBeen Known For Going Hard, Be Flossing Off The Meter (balliiiiin!)We Gotta Stay Fly, Austin To The SneakersI Love The Purple, Stay Coughing Off The Reefer (stay High)Break The Speed Limit Something Sporty With A Heater (speediiiiin!)You *****boys, You'll Never Be Like Us (not At All)Stunting At The Light, In A 07' SpyderBehind The G-wall, I Know Several Lifers (eastside!)Eight Forty Eights They Was Heavy In The Vipers (balliiiiin!)Six Forty Five, Cherry And It's Piped UpThe Wrist Forty Five, Chain Heavy And It's Iced Up[chorus]
