Lyrics:
you quit now, you can live an extra twenty years"
Hey, I got two words for you, okay, Jim Fix, remember Jim Fix?
The big famous jogging guy? Jogged
love you
Ahh! I'ma groupie for life, about nine wife
All the babies are mine, save a child life
No more doctors deliverin my babies
I'm a tall grass sittin', long term thinkin'
Marijuana smokin', Jim Beam when I'm drinkin'
Chevrolet when I'm drivin'
I don't care about the year
I
Couldn't hear 'em with bars
I'm the concrete jungle gym
Shinin' through this wildlife, Jungle Jim
Named my Glock 19-COVID
Got y'all up on punishment
Certain
When it gets messed around with I?m the one, one
Uh huh. Uh.
[Jim Jones Talking]
I swear it wasn?t me
I swear that wasn?t me
I swear it wasn?t me I
rubbing on my six pack
You want six then bring six back
My nigga want like six hats
Hold on wait I got it
She like how Antboy rocking
All the hoes be
Wake up Jim
This is suicide
Wake up Jim
You've got nowhere to hide
Wake up Jim
You gotta stay alive
To carry yours
and carry mine
Thank you for
died for you and me
I met them both in Dixieland
'Cause I've got Jesus and Bocephus
They both help me to live my life
I went from Jim Beam, to my bible
like she's mine, no she not (ah)
She's for the streets, nigga oh my god (Jim)
I don’t know why you even wanna try, I’m already high (jet, jet, jet, jet)
goosey on the sluice man,
I should win a trophy for caressing the rim
With booty, I'm Jim Croce, I don't mess around with slim
No face, no pussy, no tits,
just having fun
Life was passing us by like traffic on the I5
I gotta name but it's not Ben Holt, and no, it's not Jim Croce
You could call me whatever
way)
Cause I got nuttin to lose, suttin to prove, I'm screamin' EASTSIDE
(EASTSIDE!!!)
While I dump on you dudes (Dip-Set!)
And what we live by (yeah),
off your panties
Seat soft and sandy (I really mean it)
Yeah, let's get lost in candy
I got lofts in Boston, Austin, flossin', of course Miami
Reno,
morning to you
I think today was overdue
This new perspective yes I want more
It's like Jim Croce knocking at my door
I hear the sweet music outside
I got
"Congratulations you're our next contestant"
"Listen here I want no part of this!"
She said, "now Jim, I hear you've got a way with words
And you can win some
[Intro: Jim Jones]
Uh-huh, Jones, one-two, one-two
G's up, you know who I am, Jones, the struggle
New York's mine
[Jim Jones:]
Can it be it was all
the aching in my head, seemed to disappear instead
If I snuck a little Jim Beam in my coffee
So I don't think that I've got a problem
I've still got
thought that I was funny, Jim Carey, I ain't actin
If you switch up, I still got money that I'm stacking
I got money, I got bands, I got riches
I could be
knununu, kununu
Kununu, knununu, kununu
Day by day you dey burst my bolo-bolo oh
You got me like woah woah woah ah
You feel am abi hmm-hmm-hmm
You sabi
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 life', 'My life', 'My life'
a number an I got in line
They called everybody's number
But they never did call mine
They said, "if you was white, should be all right"
"If you was
an Egg Queen Jim Croce
I just had to say "I love you"
I just had to say "I love you"
I just had to say "I love you"
I just had to say "I love you"
I just
And your Blue Duck's no longer alive
You took Jim Reed to your warm wedding bed
And from out of your love was born the boy, Ed
A pal killed Jim Reed by
Jim Reed by the dark of the moon
And your son Ed was blowed down in a drunken saloon
Then there was Bob Younger, you loved him so well
He rode with
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