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Jimmy Jones

James "Jimmy" Jones (June 2, 1937 – August 2, 2012) was an American singer-songwriter who moved to New York while a teenager. According to Allmusic journalist Steve Huey, "best known for his 1960 R&B smash, 'Handy Man,' Jones sang in a smooth yet soulful falsetto modeled on the likes of Clyde McPhatter and Sam Cooke." more »

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Bring Trap back home, uh
Bring Trap back home
Bring him back
Uh

Yo
I just ate a jar of Melatonin
Hope I overdose, I ain't got no serotonin
Trap ain't call even though he heard me on the Tube
Weren't you the same dude trying to get the GD Cube
Everyone at school knows me by Jimmy, call up my boy Troy
Screw the opps, this beat's what I gotta destroy
In the locker rooms with a boombox, I'm ready to annoy
Your face seems coy
You need a shot of whiskey or maybe a toy
For some reason, you get all this joy
Maybe because I'm repeating, never in Illnois
And now skateboarders yelling
"What the f*ck is a 'bad boy', nigga?"
Got it poppin' like big pimples during puberty
I got spraypaint and a Glock, maybe some tomfoolery
Didn't even feel terror on the streets of Camden, New Jersey
That life's all normal, call it QWERTY

As I said, hear me now
Hear me now
Hear me now

Wishing I had that one cool older cousin
Gang does women by the dozen
Burger King bathroom, time to get this fun in
Wanna join then get your butt in, uh
Gotta run from bullets, no time for discussion
Pump pump, straighter than a line
Rarri's got a parking ticket in the passenger, she fine
A bit sad that nobody showed me a sign
Running through first class in my Burlington Dockers
Illest school kids shoving people in the lockers
They off they rockers
My kitten hid in a pile of cardboard boxes
Had to run out at 4AM in a tee and boxers
You ever see how I feel so bonkers, whoa

As I said, hear me now
Hear me now
Hear me now

Call me crazy, but I ain't never smoke marijuana
I only snort it, girl, marriage you wanna?
Yeah, out with the cartel in Tijuana
But I roll opps from Guadalajara, a Buddhist's nirvana
For the media, I say I snort coke to get drama
But I'd never do that, swear on my mama
I wish I shot hoops with Obama like I came from the barracks
I almost died on the Goldenwest quad hammocks
Don't call me a rabbit, I don't eat carrots
I really tried to rhyme orange with door hinge
I threw all my racks into storage
Along with a dollar store sticker
My dad loving his cigarette
Some people don't care that I'm getting bigger
Some people don't care that I tried to pull the trigger
I be eating that honey like Pooh, my man Tigger
Now I got my pants down like the average

(Yo, Jim, the f*ck was you gonna say right there, fool?)
What? Uhh, uhh
(You know peeps gonna hate if you say that shit)
Whoa whoa whoa Producer, what was that?
(Okay, just don't pull that again)
I know, them Twitter guys will cancel me
(What you wanna do next track?)
Well I know one thing, I know one thing at least
I'm...

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