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Oh, those holiday J-IN-G-L-E bells
Oh, those happy J-IN-G-L-E b-E double-L S
I love those J-IN-G-L-E bells

I'm addicted to blowing J's

I love the way you make me feel (Yeah)
I love the way you make me heal (Yeah)
I love the way you make me feel (Yeah)
I love

Everything his girl likes
'Cause if he don't choose
To play by the rules
I'm sure there's somebody else out there
Who just would love to

Do me
Hold me
Go

necesita una poca de gracia
(Para bailar lala)

When the night was gone
And the land was dark
Oh stand oh oh stand by

Ba ba ba ba barbara Ann
Ba ba ba ba

the chair and then I break out the kush
I hope she like banana, 'cause I got that Fruit by the Foot
Now, she say she love me, well, I love her when

you cross when you talk I'm boss don't Get in my way 

I need my percentage paid
Sign by the X for them O's
I be so fresh she wanna fuck in my clothes

But I can't tell Mummy the reason
Surely, surely, can't violate me in the streets
Somebody gon' die by the end of the evenin' (brrt)
I'm tryna hurt

A Friendly Game of Basketball

J-Zone

A Job Ain't Nuthin But Work

'bout it)
Don't get it wrong I love P but I'ma take him to the lane
We can even have Pen & Pixel sponsor the game
Snoop Dogg want to ball, we can do that

daughter

Somebody momma, in somebody bed

Fresh pair of J's, between somebody legs

All I need is 5 minutes, leave her shakin' like a phone

It's all G

J's on my feet
OFG like fam it's deep
Day by day that shit increase
Getting horny quick so don't you tease
Me and gang we move like a fleet
Bro said he

Ain't sneeze
But you blessed me
Went from strangers
To ya bestie
Turned me to the best me
By your side till the end
If you let me
Yeah the fake love

Love of My Life Worldwide

Erykah Badu

Worldwide Underground

2003

out on the furniture
Hip-Hop, part of me, I just wanna party
Grab somebody, sing "La-ti-dad-dy"
It's 7-P la, suits to di-dor-dora
Erykah Badu,

And prolly with the same ones
I come in this game with, Im Mobbin' with
All my niggas thorough from DC, to Cali shit
V-A to P-A, to G-A to D-E, to D-A
Want

Motive 4 Murder

Twista

Mobstability

1998

Just cause I'm motivated by a lot of cheese

When trees by the p's
And fuckin' fine fee's and 3's with ease
For sure the skilled poets
Within in

be United like Stateside
I would have blown up by then like Joe

Me and broski just vibin' with it
Are you hearin' the beat? Man's slidin' with it

Graveyard

Insane Clown Posse

Forgotten Freshness, Vol.1 & 2

1998

I see P the wicked clowns and Project Born
Serial Slaughtering mutha fuckas in the graveyard

Tick to the mutha fuckin' tock
Nigga the click from

to the real ones,
Those who’re doing it for the love, and not for fame or to get paid
I see somebody gave a name to their swimming pool
The name is

Yeah yeah, look
J is for sticking with somebody
Just for who they are
And never judge even through the
Times your threw me off
It's like you always

Somebody slipped me a mickey
I'm dustin' my Raucomb
Can't see straight and I can't feel my jawbone
Can't find my phone so I can't even call home

Change to Come

Kool & the Gang

Gang Related [Original Soundtrack]

1997

the
message of one love)

[Verse 1: J.Flexx]
My heroes catchin 3 or 4 through they corridor
They blast on em, hit the gas on em, last call
A bullet make

What Up?

Pimp C

The Naked Soul of Sweet Jones

2010

what's up? 
Legends, what's up? 
Just love me baby just love me baby 
Yeah (yeah)
To all my Houston Texas country muffins 
Baby let me hit that liquor

writing since like age fifteen
Spazz with the pen like ADD
Mad with the shit, they hating me
Bouta blow up
J.P.P.
This shit's like medicine, it gimme

Niggas ain't allowed
In section while I'm flexing
Popping bottles acting reckless
Y'all just
Stop jocking me
You could never copy me
Boy for a Quarter P

I still don't give a fuck
J rich that's my bro the beat by the way
He played all these keys real time one take straight through
No practice
I just