done Jimmy, what's your vote? You don't have to repay them after all No, you don't have to repay them after all Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy, it seems
Jimmy - what's your vote? You don't have to repay them after all Jimmy told of those who'd been cheated But were never defeated Just morally wrong Jimmy
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on chrome Yo we don't stall we ball while you playin the wall We in the middle of the danceflo', gettin off Gotta bunch of hot chicks gettin live with us At the end
That I'm fightin' for the girls that never thought they could win 'Cause before they could begin you told 'em it was the end But I am here to reverse the curse that they live
Sauce calm with his grandma 'Cause I'm like bakin' soda, bitch, I'm armed with a hammer And when I'm strapped, fool, fuck your brother 'Cause like Jimmy
Sometimes I wonder, what's your purpose? In life that is To get with every brother and unveil one of his kids, shit You living trife, got three kids
such a bore If we stay in, you say what are we living for I don't understand, there's nothing I can do There ain't no way I can satisfy you End of the
I'm ready because this world ain't no friend of mine Only thing I qualify for, is murder and Penitentiary time Y'all should of shot me, in the Jimmy
From the Tunnels in the wee hours of the black morning From The Roots sprout the Foreign Objects family tree This is mad abstract All the way live from
sittin on chrome Yo we don't stall we ball while you playin the wall We in the middle of the danceflo', gettin off Gotta bunch of hot chicks gettin live with us At the end
bad, so I had to make the trip And thank God, I didn't have the drips I was there so a hoe couldn't gimme that Just to get, twenty free jimmy hats,
gettin' this twisted It's that bitch that killed ya Took all your money peeled ya Seven niggaz bust in the room with AK's While a nigga be puttin' on his jimmy
would know what really moves you You're always in my head You're just what I wanted I live in constant debt To feel you, invented There's a cinematic end
to the core, yeah my bones are empty No marrow, no mass, but heart I got plenty Though no blood flows through these veins, somethin' is in me Lyndon, Jimmy
's, relax when them cups is in me You can catch me at Justin's or up in Jimmy's Jeckyl and Hyde, the real never wrestle with pride If you live, that's
's talk about love love love love love to live all day [ piano ] We can be happy wear the smile... Can we talk about love love love love love to live
