Lyrics:
I wake up in a room and realize I'm insane again
This is the fifth time straight in a year I've ended up in here
Eating p.b.j's and watching
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I've seen it all
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I've heard it all
J.P wants to rock
Not at five o'clock he's not
There's a medal in
Simpson, rock on and
P-Dub, rock rock on
Fat Killahz, rock rock on
Secret City (baby!) Rock on
Big Proof, rock rock on and
S.C., rock rock on
Slum
It's just a matter of time till I get to you
Just a matter of time till I get to you
And I gotta say I was jonesin for my lover J
But my jelly was too
[Tela]
Oh, he Tela in the change, I put the "G" in the game
Put the "P" in the pimp (pimp), brought back the blue to the flame (flame)
Break a bitch
boulevard des boulevards
devant mon miroir
profil trois quart
j'divise mon regard
assise pénard
je m'sens fatiguée
je m'glass un punaise
p
why I'ma always cop the yay quick
So I suggest all of y'all stay on J dick
Too hard for MTV, not black enough for BET, just let me be
Give me all my
Damn nigga, what's wrong wit you
(I reign) I reign more cop than Johnny
Sippin' tanquery with o.j.
Sportin' bruno mali
Not guilty but filthy
single
Comin' from Ingle' (Foe Life) is my jingle
Seen yo' bitch at the sto' coulda took her
But niggas start to handcuff they hoes like T.J. Hooker
j.a.p. girl rap czar
No one is to blame
How's it feel to be a household name
Someone's about to lose
And it's playing on the evening news
Hey,
May...I... kick a little something for the G-O-D's in the J-E-are-S-E-why
Because you niggas know me I'm the da gan ya dee
Sixteen five four three five
sort de la sclérose grâce au J.A.Z.Z.
Pousse les limites de la boîte à rythmes
Ternaire sont les rythmiques et naissent les mêmes mythes
Le Jazz
on in and don't be shy
We're gonna close the doors and let the games be fly
Once again I said it, my name's ST
It's just another day of a P-T-be
Come on,
jus listen,
Mi haffi bun fire fi P.J. Patterson
Him mek certain move an wi nuh too certain
How much black youth behind iron curtain
Thrue mi naw
for greed
Do in de 'H' - There is no hope, a dangerous deed
And 'I'...
An intervenous injection
Jazz up the 'J' - c'mon man, just try one
No
Tu as bien changé d'allure
Avec ton nez au ciel
Et tes yeux qui papillonnent
Ton p'tit chien qui frissonne
Oh, tu ne me trompes pas
Va, va avec
stole my breath
When he finished, there was nothing left
[Chorus]
Over and over, 'til it's ready
Sing about it low and fat like J.P Ghetti
We
of course, stands for getting a divorce
H now stands for hijacking
and I for a king size ego
J now stands for jukebox and junkies
K is for those who kiss
Parody of "Man Of Constant Sorrow" (Traditional)
New lyrics by Cledus T. Judd/Chris "P. Cream" Clark/ Cledus Crap Anthems(SESAC)/Of Music, Inc.
Everywhere I go, I keep a letter after J
Don't let that shit go over yo' head, I keep a K
You could say what you say, I'ma still do what I wanna do anyway
got 'em goin
[Chorus 2x: Young Neef]
You hear that mothafuckin knock nigga (uhn)
J.L.'s ready to pop nigga (uhn)
Either Roc or State Prop nigga (uhn)
for my Jamaican homie
Yeah, still up in the jungle boy
Me and the homie and a half of P of jungle boys
Back then we moved Cocaine, we was unemployed
(Kim J with the heat)
(LC)
Uh, look
Now a days my money longer than Pinocchio nose
I remember when we used to fold, fold
I gotta hunnid ways
how the fuck I be slippin
I be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed
I take chick p and smash, I call it hummus
And I be funny with this shit,
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