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Radiohead/album/album · The Business · I Can Make a Mess Like Nobody's Business · Monkey Business · J. Roddy Walston and the Business · Mark Ronson and the Business Intl · The Business International · Jimmy Reed · The Bluegrass Album Band · My Christmas Album – and 90 other artists »
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Trying to make up my own mind Got my own direction to find! Yeah, I know jimmy's cool and everyone at school Usually does what jimmy does, without thinking
Performed by Jimmy Buffett, The Great Gonzo, and Rizzo The Rat From Kermit UnPigged - Jim Henson Records BMG Kidz. (Talking) Rizzo: Hey Look Gonzo,
pass me my robe, fill my bath up with water Right Voice (Reed, Yule) Jumpsuit and pig meat and making his fortune, while making them happy with
dreaming that I see the gleaming Down in the dark deep underground Well it's nearly two years since I left my own mother For adventure and gold by
coming home, but until then Wish you were here Wish you were here Wish you were here Words and music by jimmy webb
came back in To my block, from Holloway, Bellfort, to Scott Reed Road to Phlox, we know the spots Smoke weed and rocks, drink all the blue dots On yo'
M--Gary McCracken; L-- Pye DuBois) Doug Riley: Piano and Synthesizer Lyrics submitted by Billy Reed. Any other lyrics you see posted all over the net
By: jimmy buffett 1980 This song is for billy clyde tuggel. I hope you make it to tahiti one day. -- spoken: "play ball!! (one, two, three, four)"
sir I'm sharp and up to date. Jimmy Reed, Vice President, Little Johnny Taylor, Secretary of State. I got the foreign policy numbers 444,
the bullshit life's great Just got a camera in the peach in my license plate [Chorus] What it do? What the business is? Word on the street Jeezy known
Album ending Listen close you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths The music business hate me 'cause the industry ain't make me Hustlers
truths through my "Hard Knock Life" time my gift and a curse I gave you volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths I built the Dynasty by
Kush and a swisha Money over bitches Never kill a woman Unless she is a witness All about my business Survival of the fittest She let me hide my weed
and singled that out to be the meaning of what he is about And bein I'm about my business, not minglin much runnin my mouth, that s*** kept lingerin But
To be the meaning of what he is about And bein' I'm about my business, not minglin' much Runnin' my mouth, that shit kept lingerin' But no dummy,
Ratin latent, and perpetratin My album's love mics, tough like dirt bikes You get frantic, New York City, run and panic California, I switch
yo album done came and gone and you stupid ass still waitin stackin paper off my work Them no good son of a bitches got me livin for concerts I
Aw yeah, word up, word to mother. Here comes G. Rap with another one y'all. We going to swing it like this I'm right in front of my front steps
Wood, Young Gotti, Free my nigga White Boy too I whipped up a two and a baby and I spent that on Jimmy Choo You got goons around you nigga, I keep
Aw yeah word up word to mother. Here comes G. Rap with another one y'all. We going to swing it like this... I'm right in front of my front
my town is full of cops and robbers You're not promised tomorrow in this Little Shop of Horrors So I got to get with the business of hit quick
It was a very cold clear fall night I had a terrible dream Billy Name and Brigid were playing under my stair case on the second floor about two
a dream I had bricks like transporter Change my life like Steph Curry in the fourth quarter What if you drove by a playground and witness Michael Jordan
and raped by a business suit I'm dancing on a landmine, one leg left But I can still crawl and I'm not dead yet Chorus Well, you're bigger, tougher, meaner,
Kayne I gotta thank him for the love on the album I knew out on Electric Circus he get it by any means necessary, like Malcolm I tried a single shot