Lyrics:
Charles and Barry
And Nick and Mark and John
Michael and Terry, Henry, Sam and Ron
There was Billy and Willy
And Matthew and Fred
There was a James
作曲 Composer：莫文蔚 Karen Mok / 陈明道 Terry Chan / 荒井十一 / 李铢衔 James Lee
作词 Lyricist：李焯雄 Francis Lee
特邀嘉宾 Special Guest：张亚东 Zhang Yadong
制作、编曲 Produced
della Fox
E nello specchio m'atteggiavo a Marlon Brando
"Stasera Terry Malloy torna sopra il ring!"
Speravo che anche la mia vita in qualche modo fosse
Take me to the place Tom Dooley was hung
Play, "St. James Infirmary" and, "The Port of King James"
If you want to remember, you better write down
Smokin' on purp James Worthy (purp)
Sippin' on pink like Kirby (lean)
I already know she thirsty
So I put her in the kitchen dancing dirty
I already know he
Cherry, back to work don't flirt
Give me them passes to the James Brown concert
Front row seats at least, PLEASE don't bother me I need peace
Terry
smoke loud you can hear it shout
Ima dogg Dmx & Nate
Call me snoop road dog
Jessie James
On these Jason terry's I'm lebron James
I'm still kool when I
him, you next
And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face
I'm the Champ
Who want to battle the Don?
I'm James Bond in the Octagon with
Brooks & Dunn & Reba McIntire
(Tommy Lee James/Jennifer Kimball/Terry McBride)
(Reba)
If you see him, tell him I wish him well
How am I doing? Well,
style is so fly
James Brown sat me down in a chair
And said, "Snoopy
Don't you ever cut your hair"
I was dazed and amazed
That's why I keep my shit
In
and James Ellis
I never hung with girls, only one and she was mellow
First name was Terry, last name Romanello
My records started sellin then P withdrew
From
John
You baby dick-sucker
Joe Jackson beat you you better dance
Like James Brown faggot in red leather pants
You made up vitiligo you're
A liar you
black berry pie black terry birds l
Good luck from black kitty cats favorite color favorite word.
black coffee or black tea served with a pic
crucify him, you next!
And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face
I'm the Champ!
Who want to battle the Don?
I'm James Bond in
a check man I can't check for dat shit mayne James my wrist game designer dick game
Im Purple Turtle Tre100 young Hun-Dunatello no Dream smokin loud call
as james brown
My nigga if you can't swim then you gone drown yeah
If you can't swim you gone drown
When it come to this money I don't fuck around yea yea
I
through to city,
Many ties I get my shoes on,
Calculate the play,
Feeling like I'm James (Harden),
We've Ghost's all in my closet,
We've skeletons for
Stewie, we all know he’s a nutter
On da market where my names hot
Corn fed chicken holla Andy in the game shop
Me and James kick it
I could shout Mickey,
you blamped, word life, my throat is high
See RiggaTone with the velvet mask on
Cleaning his glass arm...
Who want to battle the Don?
I'm James
And I'm smoking an eighth a day, I might end up a mental patient
Terry cloth bathrobes, blunts and ashtrays
White wine in flute glass, early morning
villain LeBron off a sick lob bout to give the backboard a rim job
From Wade to Chalmers to Cole to James whatever you do stay wary
Better bow your heads
and just spray rounds
Nina like a horn that bitch be singing for you change rounds
Let it blow and having a nigga dancing like he James Brown
Look I stayed
wish
Once in a lifetime, let's see if you are on the list, okay I see
James Mary, John Pat, Bob Jen, Mike, Liz. Bill Linda, Dave Barb
Richard Sue Joseph
Ballin hard in Houston like my name James Harden
Rolling with Cartier glasses on my eyes
I be on the watch for all the fakes and their lies
In Denver
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