Lyrics:
Look at her standing there up against her father's grave
He never saw coming near west of here on the interstate
Old granny Jean was doing fine with
Yes, he made the album of 2012
(Just ask him
He'll tell you) But that was just the
Second biggest moment of Frank Ocean's year
Here, while wearing
he's
Rockin' it... rockin' it!
(Crazy Eddie) In my opinion, no.1 protege
(Crazy Eddie) There ain't a record that he can't play
(Crazy Eddie
a week
Now, when he was being paid only twenty dollars a week the name seemed too long and important
It should perhaps have been Mr. James D. Young
But
my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there
Okay They say I make a stick talk
Got em pissed off
Eddie James bitch I'm big dog
Eating Rick Ross
I got bands in a duffle
Heard the feds got tipped
and put him on
Couple months go by Eddie up
Yeah he holding cheese
Tre got bread but feel like he ain't
Eating how he supposed to be
Eddie showed Tre
right after that
Yes, women you looking so very beautiful here today
Some of you with the same thing on from the club last night
The Lord give'th
somehow someway, better days ahead, Freddy's dead
And Betty said Eddie's a fed
Sweaty in bed with a nine to his head
And he fucking with this hood-rat
rhyme or song
(O.C) The Master won't steer you wrong when he's
Rockin it... rockin it!
(Crazy Eddie) In my opinion, no.1 protege
(Crazy Eddie) There
as James the King
I got a partner by my right hand
Though Savon is the hype man
But he thinks that he can do something I can't do
"What's that?" - command
even
Happy for james cause real bitches hard to come by
This nigga found one, I told him he was lucky an clown something
Rollin up duckies while
Stretch died
I just got out of his ride
He dropped me off and drove to Springfield
November thirtieth, another Queens king killed
It fucked me up, y'all
to die
Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb
He said, "Wait a minute, boys, you know who I am?"
"Of course we do, we know who you are"
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
mo', right after that
Yes, women you lookin so very beautiful here today
Some of you with the same thang on from the club last night(oh)
The Lord giveth
wheel
Cops coulda had the boy jammed I fear
But like Eddie Kane I made it I'm here
Beggin' your pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
like a stereo
Touching on her thighs goosebumps
I ain't going lie I'm real as fuck
I can tell by your eyes you wanna uh
Pockets Eddie Murphy I keep them
stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that bitch, MacGyver
Private planes,
With God by your side you'll never ever fail
Your journey is to the top so keep on moving
They don't know God is not James
He keeps His promises
They
(yeah, I'm splashin')
Runnin' wild on the East, yeah
That's where they found me
(Where they found me)
Every nigga with me ruthless if
He run with me (All
move forward by the aid of symbols
and we change those symbols as we move forward.
Who said that? Is there an echo in here? A catalectic tetrameter
not be forgot
About the day my deejay turned into an autobot
He got struck by lightning in an electrical storm
He got on the wheels of steel and began
still ain't got more cash than me (hah)
Rerockin' the rerock like I'm remixin' the remix
He just bought a V6, I just whipped a free brick
Takin' yay
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