Lyrics:
a similac and oh my Cadillac
has 50's in the back
playin rick James and Tina so relaxing
passed on by the neighbor red lane
they called him insane
heer's Mr.
ain't cursed
But I guarantee I still know my worth
I'm a King and that's James worthy
Favorite number Three O Thirty
Eight by the waist and it ain't dirty
real them ho's fake
I'm Sweet James Jones when you come through bitch
I treat you good because you know I'm rich
I was in the ghetto-had nothin'
Sold
this is what we knew
We still hangin' by the noose
It's written in the proof
Time to face the truth (no no)
Niggas never wanna execute
Niggas only make
saved by the bell
Knew some n***as was hell on a scale
Lemon Street it was me and Latrell
Can't forget bout Quaran and Joel
Couldn't picture this shit
I've been in executive suites
The last consecutive weeks
Threw it out the window didn't get possession of the heat
Rolling up a swisher sweet since
not coming at all
Change:
It's sad you know, the sweet young thing never meant to come
It was a prank she played on a boy with whom she'd spent some
Whip whip rock rock
Straight lock up
5:30 AM baby
Time to light the block up
Be honest kid, you don't want no problems
We the ones to finish it
Ain't
Talking 'bout it heat it up
Pretty girls in the maze
Making love to double cups
Summary of summer days
And my chargie pouring up
While I grab her by
real them ho's fake
I'm Sweet James Jones when you come through bitch
I treat you good because you know I'm rich
I was in the ghetto-had nothin'
Sold
face, in my way
If a n***a rob me, then that n***a robbed a bank
It don't matter anyway
Catch him in the alleyway
Have my n****s drive-by
Get it back,
really hit my phone now
Think it's alright (Yeah)
Cause I got my whole life (Yeah)
But I don't like it 'cause I'm bugging 'cause time really flies by
Plus
So I'll keep you around to tease me
So During the day you take me away
Car rides at noon James Taylor on replay
I know it's not real but It's what I
beasts
And I might smoke these swisher leaves but I swear ain't shit sweet
And I can't say no gang shit on a song cause that ain't me
And I'm riding by
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
Montego Bay
And the place it so sweet Indian wan fe stay
Then me move on again mon to Hanover
And the Treasure Beach pass the Black river
(Chorus)
the price
Cause i don't care bout the cost
And by the time we win dem ago realize that dem loss
We talk the code dem cant Decipher talk it in Morse
Cause you can not get it back
Yea
Pick your heels up
Lets get walkin
Cause ain't nobody gonna carry you
Don't let your dreams
Fall down by the wayside
watch you
Kisses and hugs
I give sweet love
I think I love you
Tell me if it's best
That I give you control
Cuz I'm willing to give you
My body and soul
That's why it's no rest
They wanna take a piece of your flesh
I feel 'em aim at me and you're next
They wanna taste you bleed
Quite true, life's
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