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Jacob Jordan

Jacob Jordan (September 19, 1741 – February 23, 1796) was a seigneur, businessman and political figure in Quebec and Lower Canada. He was born in England in 1741 and came to Canada in 1761 or earlier. He was an agent at Montreal for a London-based firm that supplied provisions for British troops in North America. His business partner at Quebec was Colin Drummond, father of General Sir Gordon Drummond. Jordan held lands in New Brunswick and Vermont. He expanded into the grain trade and also became agent for the Saint-Maurice ironworks. In 1767, he married Ann Livingston; they had ten children. In 1776, he was named deputy paymaster general. In 1784, he purchased the seigneury of Terrebonne, which included gristmills valuable to Jordan for the production of flo… more »

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No way I'm not calming down no no
Whoa, whoa, damn
No, no way I'm not calming down no no
High as ever, I'm not coming down oh no
Turn me up they told me keep it down whoa whoa
Bloodshot eyes closed
Deep down I loathe
Treat it like it's all gon be okay
Feed me lies to my face they'll say anything
Tanqueray g and j but no gaterade
Keep on stacking up my bread
Keep on stacking up my bread
I'm on track yeah
Straight to the millions
Matter fact gimme some
I need like fifty-something
Straight to the ATM
AMG when I talk bout Mercedes Benz
Woke up right beside her damn I'm like not again
Just woke up I need to get high again yeah
Tell a broke bitch to try again
I know she don't love me it's just pretend
No, no way I'm not calming down no no
High as ever I'm not coming down oh no
Turn me up they told me keep it down whoa whoa
Bloodshot eyes closed
Deep down I loathe
Treat it like it's all gon be okay
Feed me lies to my face they'll say anything
Tanqueray g and j but no gaterade
Keep on stacking up my bread
Keep on stacking up my bread
And she do too much
Just for the bands and stuff
Call it lust
We don't have time for love
And I can't waste my time thinking bout a hating nigga that's old as f*ck
Run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it
No, no way I'm not calming down no no
High as ever I'm not coming down oh no
Turn me up they told me keep it down whoa whoa
Bloodshot eyes closed
Deep down I loathe
Treat it like it's all gon be okay
Feed me lies to my face they'll say anything
Tanqueray g and j but no gaterade
Keep on stacking up my bread
Keep on stacking up my bread

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