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

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

[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 n***a move, he gon' get gone, first n***a snooze, he don't sit long Grand Cru, got a n***a sitting on ice (ice) Biggavel, b**h, I'm so nice, plus you got hooks for a real nice price I'm a crook, b**h, I'm so right Gotta get right before that flight, come s** it kuz it's nuthin' b**h 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 n***a lookin' good, had this n***a pipin' broads Now this n***a tryna flip (f** 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 n***a this that PD3, make your b**h come sleep with me Won't you let me get them drawers Baby s** my dick and floss Oww [Hook:] Stop f**in' with them gangstas, Gain Greene, we them riders b**hes 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, b**h 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 n***a runnin' round like he f**in' with the Boss Don Nope, bring some smoke, I'm gon' crush him like a roach See what happen when you give a n***a wave, he gon' run with' it Helped you write your only hit, Ballin' was some corny sh** n***a this that new improved 7-60, "Oww, oh why Max, u guy, why you shoot it in my eye, oww [Hook:] Stop f**in' with them gangstas, Gain Greene, we them riders b**hes 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]