Lyrics:
a little Jim Beam
Do you have a little green Jack
Do you have a little coke and ice
So I can knock it on back
And when I get back from the dance floor
My
Faint ginger autumn, the frost through my window screaming
I hold onto the love that I've grown so fast
Love is clear to see and you know me and i
with my concrete jungle, no Tarzans and Janes
Diesel by the bundles and the hard grams of Caine
D's when they come through, it's hard to get some change
incredible attachment
To the muppets, don't we? "We love the muppets! They're so cute!"
Did you hear about Jim Hensen's funeral? Here in New York city, huh?
Jim Hardy, Jim Bowie and Sugarfoot
They all have gun, they all will travel
Give me back my boots and saddle
Mm hmm, my baby loves the Western
Hold my hand 'til the end
Step by step
Step by step
Step by step
Hold my hand 'til the end, woah
Baby, look at me
Can't you see?
That I'm so
this reminds me of a year in a kindergarden being harassed by a mongoloid child,
Who nearly fell of the grid when finding that the teacher fell in love
Give me love like her
'Cause lately I've been waking up alone
Paint splattered teardrops on my shirt
Told you I'd let them go
And that I'll fight
eyes
And this is what she said to Jim
It's on you until you give god a try
It's on you don't let this world pass you by
Cause it's on you until you
Give me love like her
'Cause lately I've been waking up alone
Paint splattered teardrops on my shirt
Told you I'd let them go
And that I'll fight
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
There was no love for us (nope)
So we did what we did just to make a buck played around we're fucking nuts (crazy)
Hope them
Jim Hardy, Jim Bowie and Sugarfoot
They all have gun, they all will travel
Give me back my boots and saddle
Mm hmm, my baby loves the Western
Uptown Naija Boy
I was lost in Great Britain
Thinking bout my village
Thinking bout my image
What's healthy for you?
Love who you love because it's natural
Love Her, I Freak Her
I Don’t Geek Her Head Up, I Show Her, I Teach Her
You A Leacher, My Shoes Are A Creature
Mauri Alligators w/ The Eye Balls For
my girlfriend Jim, and Ian, and Aynsley, and Bob, and Frank... I mean, none of us...
Pleased to meet you...
Hi Howie
We never met a pop star from
on the way so be prepared and don't be late
She staying at my place cause shawty love to wake and bake
Stoner thotty, Ricky Bobby, shawty love to shake
ain't gonna lie, it cross my mind to buy a wedding ring
Big ceremony summer time or beginning of Spring
Love can be great but in our case it's a beautiful
got to say, that shit be trivial
They just hear my love for you in they stereo
Yea I got jokes, that Jim Carey flow
Fire marshal Bill know he can't put
Pockets fat i love my paper like a note taker
I'm on a mission, they say it's impossible
To cruise for riches but baby I'm different
Had to put ice on my
the shove God
All the crushers for the glove box
All the hunting for the love lost
Muhfucka neva loved us
Hold my phone
I got addictions I don't even wanna
by no I think I would die
If I cant share collage with you
I cant imagine I cant imagine
Not having both of you there at my side
I cant imagine no I
Hold my pants up
Oh yeah
I don't need a belt to hold my pants up
I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
I don't need a belt
Aye
Hold up, Hold up
Hold up, Aye
Aye, Aye
Back it up, Back it up
Back it up
Yea, I don't wanna fall in love
Waste of time
Waste of money
Waste of my
Couldn't hear 'em with bars
I'm the concrete jungle gym
Shinin' through this wildlife, Jungle Jim
Named my Glock 19-COVID
Got y'all up on punishment
Certain
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