The King Jim Jones

Killer, Jim Jones My man DJ Nasty in the house tonight Incomprehensible, do it, Ma (Hey lady) I know you heard me in British rob But I get you bracelets till ya wrist is throbbed Just kissed the nob And

JIM JONES Bob Dylan

JIM JONES Come and listen for a moment, lads, And hear me tell my tale. How across the sea from England I was condemned to sail.

The King Is Gone (So Are You) George Jones

(G) Last night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam decanter That looks like (D) Elvis I (C) soaked the label (Am) off (D7) a Flintstone Jelly Bean (G) jar I cleared us off a place on that one little table that

Sects Anthrax

Acting like Mo Jo's Acting like body bagger's Let the bells ring Rejoice and sing Jim Jones, where did you come from Jim Jones, was it for fun Jim Jones, that's your name Jim Jones, style of death This

My Life Jim Jones

We back We still on the streets Rap game is now the crack game Watch out for them rap police The rap police is on my ass, searchin' for the rest I'm stepping on the gas while I'm serving through the traffic

Dipset X-mas Time Jim Jones

Livin Fast And Ballin At Christmas Time [Jones:] Its Fin To Be A Good Christmas This Year Santa Know When You're Good Or Bad, And We Ballin [Chrous:] The Musics Tight The Block Is Stuffed We Here

Byrd Gang Money Jim Jones

Reminiscing on my first slant, By the time I was sipping on my first Schlitz Hit the game, I started as a look out, See the fly cars that the big wheelies pushed out, Dirt bikes popping wheelies by

Pour Wax Jim Jones

[Jim Jones] You're reign on the top, short like Leprechauns I came through in drops, Porches and heavy charms I came from the block, the slums wit ex-con's And we aimin' them glocks of course ready to

Love Of My Life Jim Jones

nothin' like the love of my life She love the dick suck it till it cum She say I'm the best fuck of her life She give a nigga the energy he need Whenever he feels nothin' is right Now we in M.I. party

Pin The Tail Jim Jones

Let's go [Max B] WE MAKE HITS IN THE STUDIO NIGHTLY, WE OUT TRYNA GET THIS MONEYYYYYYYYYYYY (Tryna Get it) WE TAKE TRIPS IN THE WINTER IN JET PLANES, IN THE CLIMATES WHERE IT'S SUNNYYYYYYY (MIA) WE GOT

Emotionless Jim Jones

Cold sweats from bad dreams I hope the Feds don't grab the team 'Cause we been labeled as the trouble makers We sell whole pies so you ain't got to cut the cake up Tell no lies, so the Lord come and take

Reppin' Time Jim Jones

I got money on my mind man, we the talk of New York you niggaz want action, I got a movie for ya! [Jim Jones] I'm in the coupe relaxing (like that) you see the roof collapsing (drop the top!)

We Fly High Jim Jones

So we lean with it, pop with it (Bankhead) 'Vertible jones, mean with the top missin (Flossy) I'm saying clean with the bottom "kitted" (Do It) I Hopped out saggy jeans and my rock glistening(BALLIN

Bright Lights, Big City Jim Jones

(ha) thats what he like to say Fuck It....Its My Life Nigga [Verse 1: Jim Jones] This is a dream of a hustler (like a nightmare!)

Let It Out Jim Jones

sneakersbut then it got much deeper you see the money is like an infection, they told me lead by example least get a chance to, if yall get some money count g's by the hand full,use to sell work cop keys

Don't Forget About Me Jim Jones

[Chorus 2X: Max B & Jim] BYRD GANG WE GET MONEY.... WE WON'T STOP, WE DESTINED TO BLOW I'MA TAKE MY NIGGAZ AND BITCHES WHEREVER I GOOOO SO DON'T FORGET ABOUT ME, DON'T FORGET ABOUT MEEEE....

Lifestyle Jim Jones

stars G4 flights, 80 grand large So we lean wit it, pop wit it Vertical Jones, mean wit the top missin' I'm sayin' clean wit the bottom, kit it I hopped out, saggy jeans and my rock glisten But I spent

Concrete Jungle Jim Jones

Ben, I'm with Jim Jones (Lord knows, I was on the run confused) DipSet forever (shit) We're talking about a concrete jungle (yeah it sure is a jungle) Life or Death, you have to choose life (I done seen

So Harlem Jim Jones

[Jim Jones] Free bail posters, tail lights on the roadster (Ferraris) Live life vulgar, the FBI posters (fuck the feds) The fast cars pack guns no holsters (fully loaded) We act dumb don't approach us

Frienemies Jim Jones

clothes My brother Fucked the same hoes His beef was mine Even had the same foe We was inseparable Joined at the hip I let you get the checks I kept the joints on the hit And what happened The sneaky hating

Don't Push Me Away Jim Jones

Now don't push me away 'cause when the first time I met you Girl, you shook me in ways You know the life of a nigga's cookin' up yay And because you knew the pitfalls and the tumbles of the game You've

I Know Jim Jones

I Gave the system about 15 years of my life. I gave these crackers man 17 years of my life man The prison system gave me 15 to life and I gave'em back 10.)

Pop Champagne (Feat. Juelz Santana) Jim Jones

I wanna see you dance, see you dance [Verse 2: Jim Jones (*Ron Browz)] When I go to the dealer you know I cop that (What`s that?)

Love Me No More Jim Jones

t even sound right) Tryna get up out the ghetto Now how the hood talkin' 'bout they don't need me no more (What'chu want me stuck in the ghetto, listen I'ma get out) 'Cuz a mu'fucka push that GT (

We Fly High (Remix) Jim Jones

will Black car fever got this nigga feelin ill its the shop for a now nigga givin out deals (Its all about the Benjamen's baby) I'm flying off Lennox, in the Bentley all crazy The roof top as I am

Weather Man Jim Jones

This is 9 tre news I'm Jimmy Jones here with your weather We apologize for the drout all week But it looks like thunderstorms all weekend.

Intro Jim Jones

Ja, what's poppin [Ja] What up Uncle Ju Ju You know Im five years old now right [Juelz Santana] Yeah I know man you gettin big tell me about it what's good [Ja] It's crazy man, you know my teacher had the

Precious (Feat. Ryan Leslie) Jim Jones

[Rap: Jim Jones] (Uh... Jones) Whoa, whoa, shortyYou know you precious (Sexy) Hands down a little more then impressive... (Such a diva) You could afford to be selective...

Voicemail Skit Jim Jones

I went to the bathroom to rinse my muthaf**kin mouth out after suckin your muthaf**kin dick and I find that you leave me a hundred dollars.

American Gangster Jim Jones

The song goes thru my ears,but it's to loud. My feather used to be a gangster in his band. He was a mexaen then he turned into a american. So everyone called him AMERICAN GANGSTER.

Get It Poppin Jim Jones

[Jha Jha Verse] Now I am fresh out of bail harder flyer than a muthafuck I dont do the ??

Take You Down (Feat. Brittany Taylor, Rex & Young Deion) Jim Jones

Here we are all alone in this room (oh) And girl I know where to start and what we gonna do (yeah) I’ll take my time we’ll be all night girl So get ready babe I got plans for me and you Bridge: It ...

Good King Wenceslas Jim Brickman

Good King Wenceslas looked out On the feast of Stephen When the snow lay round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon that night Though the frost was cruel When a poor man came in

King of Cups Jim Swim

Been at it Already had my Tarot read Things are looking up for me That's what my Tarot said Been pumpin' out pheromones and wearin' red Young Jerry Lawler A king They're not aware of it Forty dollars of

King Of The Road Jim White

, rooms to let fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes I am a, two hours of pushin' broom buys a Eight by ten four-bit room I'm a man of means by no means, caause I'm a king

Ball (feat. Jim Jones & Schife) DJ Khaled

Then a couple cars (Jim Jones!) Wake up with my dogs (Go!) Took over the block (Lets Go!) And then we Ball! x7 (Thats all we know how to do... Who invented this thing!)

Fly Together (Feat. Jim Jones) Trey Songz

Jim Jones) Trey Songz Jones Songbook baby And my boy E.

I'm Up (Feat. Jim Jones) Lumidee

(Jim Jones Talking) I swear it wasn't me I swear that wasn't me I swear it wasn't me I swear baby When it gets messed around with I'm the one, I'm the one It wasn't me I promise This ya boy jones (Ooh.

Sticky Icky (Feat. Jim Jones) Pitbull

[Pitbull] Hey Jim Jones, Let's Show These Boys How It Really Goes Down Hey Lil Jon, U Know What We Tell These Boys When They Campin Out Wit The Blunt Right We Tell Em Puff, Puff Pass Wit Yo Pussy

Ex-Fan Des Sixties Jane Birkin

et ringo Starr et John Lennon ex fan des sixties pepite Baby doll comme tu dansais bien le Rock n Roll ex fan des sixties ou sont tes annees folles que sont devenues toutes tes idoles Disparus Brian Jones

Old King Kong George Jones

"Well old King Kong was a hell of'va gorilla He stood four stories tall They shot him with missiles from aeroplanes But he refused to fall With Faye Ray in the palm of his hand He'll walk right over

Bad, Bad Leroy Brown Jim Croce

six foot four All the downtown ladies call him "Treetop Lover" All the mens just call him "Sir" And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown The baddest man in the whole damn town

The Little Drummer Boy Jim Nabors

Come, they told me pa-rum pum pum pum Our newborn King to see, pa-rum pum pum pum Our finest gifts we bring pa-rum pum pum pum To lay before the King pa-rum pum pum pum Rum pum pum pum. rum pum pum pum

Crown Him With Many Crowns Jim Brickman

Awake, my soul, and sing of him who died for thee, and hail him as thy matchless King through all eternity.

Bad Bad Leroy Brown Jim Croce

Now the south side of Chicago Is (It's) the baddest part of town And if you (you're gonna) go down there, you better (just) beware Of a man (cat) named Leroy Brown Now Leroy (Brown) he's trouble

Hope Is Born Again Jim Brickman

Starlight falling on the snow Fire glows within Celebrate the joyful news Hope is born again There is holly 'round the doorway There is cider on the stove And the sound of Psalm will fill the

Jim Swans

It's time To sleep It's time To leave To loose The binds To lose A mind Time to Exhale To drink the green sea To drift Upon The scarlet breeze It's time It's time It's time to begin It's time It's time

Joy To The World Jim Brickman

The Lord has come Let earth receive her King Let every heart prepare Him room And heaven and nature sing And heaven and nature sing And heaven and heaven and nature sing Joy to the world The Lord has come

Jim Dinah Shore

(Verse): Why am I sitting alone tonight, when I could be out where the lights are bright? It뭩 all because of Jim, It뭩 all because of Jim. Why am i wasting these precios years?

Smackwater Jack Quincy Jones

He couldn't take no more abuse So he shot down the congregation. You can't talk to a man With a shotgun in his hand. Now, Big Jim the chief Stood for law and order.