Lyrics:
[Chorus: Baby + Jazze Pha]
I keep my rims, On the rocks
I keep my jims', On the rocks
I keep my drink, On the rocks
That's how I'm living, "My
brothers and sisters
(I'm from the ghetto)
Yeah, this is Dr. Ben, I'm with Jim Jones
(Lord knows, I was on the run confused)
DipSet forever
(Shit)
We're
a spiritual mind
Walking with Jesus all the time (all the time)
'I don't see a need to change,' he said 'I like the way I am'
She looked into his big blue
our shadows entwine
In this synthwave city, your hand in mine
As the night fades into electric blue
In this retro future, I'll be with you
Midnight
Protected by my ancestors hey cracka you aint fooling me
What about the Red line call it fed line
Jim Crow creeping up on ya bed Side
Front runner
long
You by zero but struck with Kippel - Feil Syndrome
Eminem diagnosed you correctly
Prof., me, thinks, he must be a Doc.
Plain Eminem is raw as fuck
long
You by zero but struck with Kippel - Feil Syndrome
Eminem diagnosed you correctly
Prof., me, thinks, he must be a Doc.
Plain Eminem is raw as fuck
date M6, photographs on Columbia/Ruffhouse description green
with blue ears sky blue shirt that work by remote controls
Burn up Billboard charts,
I'm in New York, get sliced like Kimbo
I'm with a white hoe ,shout out to Jim Crow
I'm in a foreign nickname in Kirlenko
Cause I make bangers, thistle
cheese
See how this shit be turning into Tom and Jerry
You were written in a show hosted by me like Truman Jim Carrey
When I put the lights on you you
like rhythm and the blues
Yeah, they come
And they come for you
Hustle in the sunrise, streets are filled with heals and suits
Jim proposed to Katy
plastic
I Say Ahh
Not the thermometer he hit with nine inches
And ahh
Yeah I be coming long
Spilling my splash splishin'
Oh Nah I don't be wanting much
with this country, we always shoot the wrong guys
We shoot J F K, we shoot R F K and it comes to teddy, we go
"Ahh, leave him alone, he'll fuck it up
[Chorus: Baby + Jazze Pha]
I keep my rims - On the rocks
I keep my jims' - On the rocks
I keep my drink - On the rocks
That's how I'm living - +My
She saying Im legendary
Killing the pussy like veterinari'
God bless my dad its hereditary
Pull up with mask like Jim Carey
Smoking the finest,
The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
How am I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
living right
Drinking all the time
What's the good life
Are we living it
Are we living right
Drinking all the time
Shit man Im high as fuck
Hey jim are we
clothes
Making waves out on the highway singing with the rhythm and blues
Twenty minutes 'til the destination we ain't got nothing to lose
Seven flights
guitar
Don't mess with me
‘Cos I got protection
I'm the living proof
Of the Resurrection
I walk upon this Earth
cnd they call me Rock Section
I woke up
blue
Yeah, that arcade love was all just a sham
Man, I really thought I was the Jim to your Pam
Man, I kept ya safe and warm like a big Teddy
But all
cause it's a blue world
Changing every thought thinking twisted like a curl
Motives keep flipping and the gears keep switching
Its the life we all living
The cadillac stood by the house
And the yanks they were within
And the tinker boys they hissed advice
'Hot-wire her with a pin'
Then we turned
I could do it, so could you
Look at me, I look at you
Blood stains bleeding through
Living my way, I'm coming through
Moving with that power
Bro in
blue
One sunny day, I'll get back again
Somehow, someway but I don't know when
California blue, California blue
Living my life with you on my
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