Lyrics Jim Jones – Adidas
Text:
Jim Jones:
Cold world, dope boy shit
D boys dancin on the corner
Dipset
Ball Greezy:
I’m sellin dope in my Adidas
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m sellin dope in my Adidas
Ain’t nothin like a new whip
Same color, got two pair
Ain’t nothin like a new wear
Same color got two pair
Jim Jones:
Work is never over, so
The grind on 24
We fell in love with the white girl, started pumpin dimes of that Demi Moore
Young drunk sold millions, hoppin out of Bentleys
Belt with Fs on us, still don’t give a fuck about a Fendy store
Cause that shit wasn’t for free, but that shit was lookin free
I was thinkin how it would look with the new kicks, hoppin out the brand new V
But they was actin like they couldn’t see where I was tryna take the vision
I was stuck between the Christion and the Muslems, they say don’t play with religion
I used to play with the keys, now I just play with the river
Zip bring Tyson to 18th street, just to play with the pictures
Very observant, been washin money for a long time now, use heavy detergent
You know spin cycle, Clorox beach, wash me a load of whipes
Miami beach, with a new car with the pipes out
Fuck with drug lords that got money that wasn’t in the photos
Me, I had a hot temper, rockin the biter
Got me a new pare
Ball Greezy:
I’m sellin dope in my Adidas
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m sellin dope in my Adidas
Ain’t nothin like a new whip
Same color, got two pair
Ain’t nothin like a new wear
Same color got two pair
Jim Jones:
I was born to hustle, so I turned out dope of all kinds
I flipped bricks, sold Crack, even broke them down to small dimes
See if I get caught, I get locked, so I dodge at all times
Freezin up on all my watches, you think a nigga tryna sop time
Niggas droppin dead, I try to tell the lord I need more time
Nigga fuck with me, I put a bullit in his jersey like a 49
Shots on a nigga top, like the top of a pretty Porsche 9
I got soldiers fully committed, only fully committed for committing war crimes
Send me a text or email, let me know when it’s war time
I be smokin blunts on the yacht on the dock, that’s way below the shoreline
If you drinkin sauce, who the fuck you think whipped it up? I
Step out with Cam, Juelz, Freakie, I be dipped as fuck
Lookin for my angel, you gotta go through the trunk, and lift it up
Pretty bitches still out here sayin «boy, you lookin lit as fuck»
Three strikes kinda symbolize these three strikes
Drop my shells for my niggas in the sells, doing complete life
Ball Greezy:
I’m sellin dope in my Adidas
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m sellin dope in my Adidas
Ain’t nothin like a new whip
Same color, got two pair
Ain’t nothin like a new wear
Same color got two pair
