Lyrics Listen to My Demo Jimmy - Yavid

Listen to My Demo Jimmy

You like your hoez pretty
I like my hoez thicky
Like my instrumentals shitty
Like a couple shooters w me
F L I N T my city
G L O C K my semi
I used to spray em plenty
Now I need features from Nicki
Listen to my demo Jimmy
F L I N T my city
Got that cannon in my Dickies
No camera in my Dickies
Put a camera in my Dickies
You see lipstick prints from Vickis
And Christinas and some Brittanys
Some ratchet hoez some hippies
That girl tho that’s where I used to stash it
Boi do you comprehend me?
They want the money like they Diddy
They ethic ain’t no biggie
They ain’t down to do no dirt
I do the dirt like they killed me
Tell that bitch don’t leave no hickey
She can bring more but I’m picky
Ain’t no solitude in the city
Got that young girl she so pretty
Her man doin a biddy
Got no cash for commissary
So she RUN to turnin trickies
And she lyin all like she Richie
Dream of celebrity
Now its 50 for the quickie
She don’t even pull out her titties
Everywhere I look organization and committees
«Ain't no love in the heart of the city»
MDMA they on that chemi
In her stomach shots of Remmy
They rockstars they think they Lemmy
Born in June so she a gemmi
She want more like Demi
But her parents condemn me
Know I know the penitentiary
And dropped out of akademi
Metal detectors at Mckinley
Now I pay and they permit me
He cried when I shot him
Guess he ain’t a gangsta is he
When I’m around she get all gitty
When I leave she throw a fitty
She says shell wait if I go away I kinda believe her ain’t I trippin
FPD questionin me
They wanna know about the killings
Write it off as artistry
I think they know i’m bullshitting
My knife wants in a kidney
My trigger finger itchy
They say I need some therapy
I couldn’t tell them squares a damn thing
Bitches used to say «I'm busy.»
Clown me like i’m Disney
Now I see those same bitches
Stripping and craigslisting
I know hustlers in their 60s
F L I N T my city
I know busters in their 60s
I know smugglers in their 60s
I know customers in they’re 60s
Know gun runners in their 60s
I know rum runners in their 60s
I know bubblers in their 60s
I know ushers in their 60s
Know suckers in their 60s
I know cutters in their 60s
I know hustlers in their 60s
F L I N T my city