Lyrics:
close)
Yeah I wanna get close to you (Yeah)
So won't you get close
So close (So close)
Cause I wanna get close to you
When your body is pressed up against
Easy nuh
I jus reach n u warn tease mi nuh
Anywher i move its wid gs una
Less im jack jones on greaze una
Tell em man im okay-yay
Mans been badder from
Unreal to a close eye
Can’t feel but you heard that I’m close by
It’s more vivid the image invented in my mind
I look around and rarely I see a fake
that from Bun B Rest In Peace to Sweet Jones
Disrespect me I will regulate unbothered by you niggas hate
As a youngin OGs got me straight fuck what
Jack sh (nah) two cent trick you need a fix
You got the Jones
Call that broad and pay to keep the lights on
The good life living like you was raised
Yes
Close To The Edge
I. The Solid Time Of Change
Anderson/Howe
A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace,
And rearrange
My bitch bad, she light skin, her eyes slant like she Japanese
Young King like I'm 23, young goat like I'm 23
Like Sam Jones and Bill Russell, I got
snort caine, and do cocktails
make way for the six five killa whale
that love to box and don't care if i die
with fists that will open and shut your eye
down because it's built by jack
(Bridge)
And now I'm feeling lovely
It's cold outside but I'm on fire
Sipping on some bubly
My feet are sore but I'm
water this instant and bring the jack
Sufferin' succotash, salivated for supple ass
The subtle sluts amass sellin' silhouettes of a drunken draft
Save
from nowhere out on the desert sand
One Eyed Jack the trader hold some turquoise in his hand
By his side sat Running Elk his longtime Indian friend
He
a right
And a jack of all trades is master of none
It's gonna end up disastrous, son
Dead men don't tell no tales so
Keep your friends close and your
that's extended
Because your momma got a glass eye with a fish in it
I-I think my, niggas is soldiers
I-I think my, bitches is gangstas
I-I think my,
Don't let him get in his zone
No Jack make them walk the plank
Hear them talking shit but I don't give a fraction of a damn
So take your beef and shove it
And you cant match this no matchstick
No fire when I slap this nah
I said I remember cold nights on my jack jones
Sales on them back roads I trap loads
don't speak
Bring it back don't leak
No cap, it's deep, always better when you run it by me
I open up your eye G,
Corny rappers on me IG,
Then I got
tail
You're not even close you're on a cold trail
It's like you're going on a snow trail
No, it's more like there's no trail
At all for you to follow
It's 3 o'clock in the morning
Close my eyes but I still ain't sleeping
Aye, a couple shots with this club soda
If you don't get out of the way you'll
to please me in every way that you can
I'll school you
I'll guide you
I'll hold your hand
Whatever needs to transpired to get the job done
I don't mind
Just
Don't try get on our wavelength
Go overboard
The frequency mad bro.
Back den was avoiding boydem
Now the boy der avoiding going Jack Jones
Fukumean get
(Close your eyes like this live your lives like this)
Bang Bang this one hit a little too close to home
You missed my heart by just an inch and somehow
You came and rearranged my very life
When I was blind You opened up my eyes
I'm surrounded by grace
I long to see Your face
To be close to You
Just
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
to your love your love your love your love
Von Coleyon
See every time I close my eyes I still see your face wishing I could hold you cause I miss your
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