Lyrics:
for a gallon
And that man pulled and we what we....
[Interlude: Big Moe]
I'm comin through in my hoo-doo
You know in a nigga trunk is tha nigga screw
for a gallon
And that man pulled and we what we....
[Interlude: Big Moe]
I'm comin through in my hoo-doo
You know in a nigga trunk is tha nigga screw
nuts
I can't tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that's, B's up, hoes down
Lookin' in the mirror, I'm no where to be found
Blood, I'm
what's important
So I stopped off at a Texaco
Bought a Slim Jim and a Coke
Parked out by the water just to watch that river flow
Grabbed my guitar
crazy friction
When it goes up in and fluctuates the diction
I still understand the oomph 'cause that's what I met her for
I'm hooked on the swings, so
really one of Jim's holograms,
After that I got nosey went around her back,
Found out Josie was selling pussy to cats,
Charging 3-2-1 for a little
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
proud that her eyes stay teary
Made it out, everything next just cherries
Y'all see my life, like I'm played by Jim Carrey
Proud to be here, cause it used
[Jim Jones]
Uhh, okay, why'all know what this is
Jim Capo nigga, we back on this motherfucker
Drama King, drama game, bird caine
DipSet, Diplomat
Never need to care about what worthless people, they dumb like Dumb and Dumber
I'm like Usain, all I do is run the trance
Givin' all these rappers
First verse freestyle
Lost what I wrote
Wrote it all down
Got robbed by the ghost
Lurks like a bad thought
Hung on a nail
Blind to it all
Bump for
(plastic)
Give me a reason to snap
Soon to put the team on a map (boom)
Life's been one hell of a journey
Out here just me tagging along for that tourney
Yo,
and squirms, see
But don't sweat that I got a jim hat for safety
So I dare thee to compare me to a soft-hearted sucker
I'm different, so don't compare me
Yea-uh, here we go here we go here we go
Talk about that Word of Mouf baby
Yeuh, yeuh yeuh yeuh yeuh! Here we go, here we go
Ludacris, 4-Ize, D.E.
true)
Now, what if Jimbo's slightly gay,
Will Pat let Jimbo get away?
Everything we've heard him say
Indicated that Jim must pay,
(And it just
And we ballin', for all the toys is what we hoppin' out
My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high
In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
There was no love for us (nope)
So we did what we did just to make a buck played around we're fucking nuts (crazy)
Hope them
thoughts to myself
I'll keep my two cents instead of sharing the wealth
Cause tonight I'm not here for company
Jack, Jim and Johnny walkers all I need
I'm
how it go)
And that's it nigga
(If it ain't a freak show) It ain't a freak show
Why know what I'm sayin'?
(Don't give up, don't give up, don't
for school lunch
You up here lyin' 'bout shit
That you ain't do once
My life? I'm like a modern day RL stein
These stories will give you Goosebumps
I do
lights got Lyt flashin', nigga, for the glory
You're Buzz Lightyears from here, Quill, and you tellin' toy stories
You boys bore me, that's why I'm hoggin'
blush
Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team
Don't take me for a joke I'm no
blush
Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team
Don't take me for a joke I'm no
blush
Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team
Don't take me for a joke I'm no
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