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Max B - Umma Do Me (Jim Jones Diss) Lyrics

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  • [Verse 1:]
  • You just do you and I just do me
  • I smoke sour, I don't do E (Yeah)
  • You just move two, I just move three
  • I'm in a, I'm in a new league, I'm in a, I'm in a new V
  • Got that Beamer, the big fo'-do', got that cig' and a big 4-4
  • First nigga move, he gon' get gone, first nigga snooze, he don't sit long
  • Grand Cru, got a nigga sitting on ice (ice)
  • Biggavel, *****, I'm so nice, plus you got hooks for a real nice price
  • I'm a crook, *****, I'm so right
  • Gotta get right before that flight, come suck it kuz it's nuthin' *****
  • Go against that Biggavel I'll put you on that bucket list
  • Fix him up with suttim' quick, yeah I used to write them bars
  • Had this nigga lookin' good, had this nigga pipin' broads
  • Now this nigga tryna flip (***** it) like I give a damn
  • Time to get clean, I'm a wash my hands
  • Kept that grease in the won-to pan, man
  • Nigga this that PD3, make your ***** come sleep with me
  • Won't you let me get them drawers
  • Baby suck my dick and floss
  • Oww
  • [Hook:]
  • Stop *****in' with them gangstas, Gain Greene, we them riders
  • *****es drink that Grand Cru, then they want me up inside 'em
  • Ride 'em, cops come, I'm gon' get them bricks and hide 'em
  • Pull 'em up out that sofa, put 'em up in that dryer
  • [Repeat]
  • [Verse 2:]
  • You are nothing, with no Max B
  • I won't help you, so don't ask me (Oww)
  • Where's my paper, ***** you owe me
  • Chrissy think I'm cute, she wants to blow me
  • Just like the others, they all wanna taste this dick
  • Plus I gotta leave, gotta make that great
  • Too you better leave go play that straight
  • Got this nigga runnin' round like he *****in' with the Boss Don
  • Nope, bring some smoke, I'm gon' crush him like a roach
  • See what happen when you give a nigga wave, he gon' run with' it
  • Helped you write your only hit, Ballin' was some corny shit
  • Nigga this that new improved 7-60, "Oww, oh why
  • Max, u guy, why you shoot it in my eye, oww
  • [Hook:]
  • Stop *****in' with them gangstas, Gain Greene, we them riders
  • *****es drink that Grand Cru, then they want me up inside 'em
  • Ride 'em, cops come, I'm gon' get them bricks and hide 'em
  • Pull 'em up out that sofa, put 'em up in that dryer
  • [Repeat]

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