Lyrics:
the weirdest
In the famous game
I just feel sorry for y’all asses
With the lamest names
TysoJET
Fuck did y’all expect?
Yeah, I came through wet
I was in the pool
When I first stepped on the scene, niggas was petrified
Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide
My rap flow does you like Tical,
Spitta Destro
You in the club line obeying the dress code
I drive by bitches making googley eyes
Google me Ma
I do that music so beautifully, huh
Believe
case I get chased by space aliens
A brainiac, with a cranium packed, full of more uranium
Than a maniac Saudi Arabian
A highly combustible head,
and cake it
Never had to fake it to make it
Just put the pedal to the metal rock it up and re-flake it
I'm living the fast life
Jet after jet and try
(Errybody) from the jet, to the crib, to the drop (drop) hah hah
Know you heard, hah
Know you heard, hah
I ain't worried 'bout it
(Errybody) from
up, just load up the jet (Load it up)
Load up the jet, load it up, load up the jet
By the look in her eyes, I know that she's ready to come and supply
in a private jet
Drink some shots in the private jet
Mirror Mirror on the wall
[Verse 1: E-Nimza West]
Taking all my niggas in a private jet
You don't
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(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
The ship that sails the seven seas
Has finally brought me to my knees
It's not much to my liking
The people standing
interviewed her while she flew his jet
KILLERS! these are the killers
KILLERS! she was the killers
KILLERS! the coldhearted killers
KILLERS! beware
touch you
(Baby)
Are you by your self tonight, I wanna touch you
(Baby)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you
(Baby)
Excuse me Im talkin
to east L.A. in big jet planes
You know you're on my mind
And if the world don't break
I'll be shakin' it
'Cause I'm a young man after all
And when
The rules of the road
Before you even start to board
That private jet that you can't afford
You gotta buy a mansion and flashy car
In case you actually
connection
Just a jet-age gypsy
Looking for a gypsy queen
I sometimes think I'm on the brink
Of knowing what I mean
Cities come and cities go
But
red balloons go by
Ninety-nine knights of the air
Ride super high-tech jet fighters
Everyone's a super hero
Everyone's a "Captain Kirk"
With
I got a mansion
Surrounded by gates
Maybach and a Rolls Royce
Sitting in my driveway
Got a big old yacht
Made of gold and cherry wood
Now you
love you, I love you, I love you
Freeze the time, let the world go by
If you're mine say, you love me, you love me, you love me
Boy take my hand
Woo Hooo
Woo Hooo
Woo Hooo
Woo Hooo
I got my head checked
By a jumbo jet
It wasn't easy but nothing is
no
When I feel heavy metal
And I'm pins
Thanks for the memory
Of things I can't forget, journeys on a jet
Our wond'rous week in Martinique and Vegas and roulette
How lucky I was
never tried to holla
We can spend a couple million actin' silly in Milano
Boy, hit your horn, beep beep, I'll follow
Have you up in my driveway by
cover
Touring with 7D coverage
Live bands, two buses, my own cash
No budget, no major label fundings, Jets baby
We went from crawling to walking
favorite songs
No harm in trying
We had fun trying after all
I gave you Bennie and the Jets
You gave me Kiss Alive II
I gave you Bennie and the Jets
You
never tried to holla
We can spend a couple million actin' silly in Milano
Boy, hit your horn, beep beep, I'll follow
Have you up in my driveway by
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