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Albums:

Jessie's Jig & Other Favorites (Steve Goodman) · Genuine Negro Jig (The Carolina Chocolate Drops) · Radio/Can't Jig Anymore (Raphael Saadiq) · Genuine Negro Jig (The Carolina Chocolate Drops) · Way to Blue: An Introduction to Nick Drake (Nick Drake) · Dusty Drake (Dusty Drake) · Hello My Darlings! The Best of Charlie Drake (Charlie Drake) · Way to Blue: The Songs of Nick Drake (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Drake & Josh: Songs from and Inspired by Hit TV Show (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Drake Equation (Tub Ring) – and 11 other albums »


Cecille will pick out all your clothes
Blue is her best color, no red I think
Your bath is drawn by Mrs. Greer
Soap, no, bubbles, I think

Annette
you're alright
He's wasted, but feeling, he's feeling alright

When the jig is up you'll find yourself
With just your hand
By the Thermador you'll
Via the life we chose, we picked our roles,
Bad man stands some fall but never fold.
Gangster turn informer when the jig's up,
Ya tool mix-up mix-up
asking "black, white or nun?"
Drake, from Plymouth streaking,
He sinks the galleons with the guns.
Climbing up a creeper chasing flies,
Unzip their
Around the way in army fatigues
The way you mislead the public 
Frontin' like you rough and rugged, hold up
I ask myself, 'is that mad nice?'
I like
Around the way in army fatigues
The way you mislead the public 
Frontin' like you rough and rugged, hold up
I ask myself, 'is that mad nice?'
I like
Stuck on limbo bridge 
Where below me ol' Nick grins 
Then laughs through the chaos of it all 
Gets up off his chair 
Spins a jig to my despair
Stuck on limbo bridge 
Where below me ol' Nick grins 
Then laughs through the chaos of it all 
Gets up off his chair 
Spins a jig to my despair
for the skins of six million jews
I'd join the Ku Klux Klan just to get the uniform - or a good night's sleep
ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE
The jig is up - My
[Big Shug]
Yeah the motherfucking jig is up, niggah
Ha ha, I'm coming to get you fake-ass niggas
Word is bond.. 

It'll take more than what you got,
on asking why my life is passing by,
And I'm left up high and dry,
But it ain't no good to cry,
So I shrug my useless sigh,
And I trust to things that
got us
This is my promise
Ima bring that barrel to them bitches
Eye liners and what I make up will fuck up your skin
I pick the buck up and buck
way,
Dis is da man who took me by da han' up to da glory room,
Dis is da man who showed me da light,
Dis man here, dis is da man who gave me da beat,
Collier lads for ever more, me boys
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more

Me, Ginny, she sits over late up
Me, Ginny, she sits
a Juice scene
No it ain't a movie, diamonds in by new gleam
Dead tone 'cause the redbones is my new thing

Nigga, I do things, let the coupe sing
Collier lads for ever more, me boys
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more

Me, Ginny, she sits over late up
Me, Ginny, she sits
'bout John's singing us Drake
These girls are my sons, John and Kate plus eight
When I walk in, sit up straight, I don't give a fuck if I was late
Dealing
a fight
The best thing is to catch them in the middle of the night.
We hoisted anchor and powdered up the gun
Then we sailed around in circles and just
way,
Dis is da man who took me by da han' up to da glory room,
Dis is da man who showed me da light,
Dis man here, dis is da man who gave me da beat,
Nae nae that's the new thing poppin'
Got your girl over here in the corner and she jockin'
All you gotta do is put your hands up and walk it
Don't be
The Spring is doing its stuff
She sends a letter home to say "I've come undone"
All they say "that's tough"
Another birthday pass her by and she has a dream
make disappear
And this flow is hypnotic, these class a narcotics, you pop up the bottle
Prescribed by psychologists, go for psychotic shit
Prozak
make disappear
And this flow is hypnotic, these class a narcotics, you pop up the bottle
Prescribed by psychologists, go for psychotic shit
Prozak
ka ka

Eri-eri-Erick swallowed some generic
Sleeping pills, and woke up in bed next to his best friend Derrick bare-naked
Jig-a-jig
I guess the jig is up
Now all I know is I’m about to wake this nigga up
Yeah that hindsight, 20/20, now niggas dead on the money
Trying to take