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Mississippi Boi Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
Uh, uh, they probably thought I couldn't slide, this bitch neither
Uh, uh, this bitch jumpin
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Black boy from Mississippi with some diamond teeth
You tried to fuck up on my bitch, you should've kept it P
You talkin' bout shootin' in these houses, that shit not G
I ain't ridin' tinted bourbon, ridin' Striker, no lease
Pussy niggas, they be hatin ' tryna catch up with me
You can't catch up with a nigga that cranked a car with no key
Tell yo nigga to stand down before I put his ass to sleep
I ain't discussin' with no nigga, boy, your ass straight police
Stones changing color like a apple fallin' off a tree
You would think them bitches glow the way them bitches light the streets
She want me to eat ha pussy, but I told these diamonds hurt my teeth
I ain't wanna fuck, I left the bitch in the middle of the streets
Ice dancing like Fiji water, this shit done froze me
Niggas wanna ride the wave, but the water way too deep
They say how you good at this shit, this rappin' chose me
I just picked up a mic, then go from bar to bar, what I think
I'm from Mississippi, we'll come and snatch your ho
Don't come tweakin, bout that bitch because that ho already gone
Don't come fishing in this lake, yo stupid ass won't make it home
I done fucked his bitch and now he mad, tryna call my bitch phone
Fuck it black boy from Mississippi with some diamond teeth
You tried to fuck up on my bitch, you should've kept it P
You talkin' bout shootin' in these houses, that shit not G
You talkin' bout spendin' on anything, that shit not street
Ion mention none you niggas, cause that shit, it's just not me
I never come last, I'm always first, a guarantee
I ain't linkin' with no bitch, that shit old to me
I've been runnin' up that money, that's that motion fee
Black boy from Mississippi with some diamond teeth
You tried to fuck up on my bitch, you should've kept it P
You talkin' bout shootin' in these houses, that shit not G
Not G
That shit not G