Letra de Ray Ray Skit (2025) - Jim Jones

Jomo, haha, what's the word, Jomo?

AKA Jimmy Jones, yo, listen, big bro

You already know I've been gettin' mad phone calls like, "Yo, ah-ah"

You get me and Jim from the Bronx," this and that

I say, "Yeah, he with us

But nine times out of ten, he still with Harlem for the win"

I'm just glad that like Staten Island, Cam didn't say you was with them

'Cause if they would have said you was from Staten Island

I'm not gon' front, bro, I would have never even wanted to be on your album

But you know, you a real right Bronx nigga

Nine times out of ten, you still with Harlem for the win

We not gon' forget the work you put in

Now listen though, I knew you for about five years

And I'm never calling you Jomo again

I'm dead, this some' I'm not doing, aight?

And another thing though, it's none of my business

But you, you-you niggas cut this shit out

Y'all niggas wait 'til I get on and start wildin'

For real, like some of my friends, like look, like, I, like, man, I don't got shit to say

All I know is I'm staying out the way, but big bro, I love you

But I need a raise though, this the only place you'll hear me, I'm not gon' front

I don't even need my raise in money

Just give me some food, I'm hungry

But other than that, I love you on nine times out of ten

Jomo AKA Jimmy Jones is him, I'm out of here

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