Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everybody Jones, artist - Jim Jones. Album song Capo, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.04.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Eone
Song language: English
Everybody Jones |
| And then this one time I tried to talk to him and these other girls, |
| They totally got in my way. |
| Can you believe that their shoes weren’t even as exspensive as mine. |
| The Tray, Fly boy Lifestyle. |
| You Heard me |
| Drippin from my head to my feet, Splashin |
| Everything New, You Heard me |
| If its vintage its new, Real Nigga Shit, You heard me |
| catch me in soho getting stupid flies |
| or catch me uptown getting super fly, can heard me? |
| or catch me just riding my coupe’s fly |
| the beast, |
| Trend setter (her), never been better, |
| yeah I love my bags, but the bank better |
| Killin half of you you niggas is a vendetta (Bang Bang) |
| she saw the car when your girl start getting wetter |
| and she was hot but I didn’t sweat her |
| cause I’m way too cool you could get a sweater |
| I’m in the club with a Two-Thousand Dollar leather |
| and they say birds of a feather flock together (Well Fly Away) |
| so you and you get in drop together |
| it was cool outside not the hottest weather |
| but a nigga still stuntin, dropped it on em' Hefers |
| and we pull into the tele knockin salt n' peppa |
| funky fresh, Dress to impress, We at the party |
| funky fresh, Dress to impress, We at the party |
| funky fresh, Dress to impress, ready to party |
| everybody Jones, everybody Jones |
| Like oh my god, you guys isn’t that like Jim Jones |
| he’s totally amazing, do you know how he did that song |
| Like, what it’s called, Um popping Champagne? |
| I got more kicks then Jack Chan (Check the closet) |
| in the face, Imma wash it like black sand (Check The Watch Box) |
| and I used to sell smack like a back hand (X-15 Sharif) |
| and I see through you niggas like a Cat scan (Get Em') |
| and fuckers getting fax like a lap dance (Fuck that) |
| they say I’m a rock star like the gap Band (Aye Now) |
| it’s new whips, I pull into the night club |
| I got them jordan number 6 outta flight club |
| sway still in seats all piped up, |
| and we ain’t leave the club until the lights out (one more bottle) |
| everyday I stay splashy like it’s easter (Werd) |
| that’s why they say I’m something like a fashionista |
| whoa some, burn some, pass the reefer |
| I turn the shit black and yellow, tape Like Khalifa (Black And Yellow) |
| I’m so fly, tell me where I’m landing |
| I hope the summer hot nigga, where we tanning |
| funky fresh, Dress to impress, We at the party |
| funky fresh, Dress to impress, We at the party |
| funky fresh, Dress to impress, Ready to party |
| everybody Jones, everybody Jones |
| how many pairs of Louis Vuittons do I have to have before Jim Jones is gonna |
| fucking talk to me |
| I like, I wanna give him his own hashtag or something |
| like Jim Jones problems, Like I can’t even. |
| (Everybody Jones) |
| They say diamonds are a girl’s bestfriend (BFF) |
| Well, I don’t want the girl, I got her bestfriend (Hey Baby) |
| She all around my neck, I’m talkin precious gems (Woo) |
| I Caught her body in my 'rari they arrested Gem (Camera) |
| Bitch breathe like carbon minoxide (Clear) |
| I was speedin had the car lookin lopside (Speedin) |
| I told em' come take a walk on the dark side |
| I’m from New york, where the motherfuckin sparks fly (boom) |
| My Nigga Sell Drugs, All the cars fly (Ayeee) |
| Well, black and white stones like apartheid (Segregation) |
| Its Unanimous, them bitches still love a thug (Werd) |
| No Ceilin, All she was seein was stars up above |
| I say girl im tryna cut like a laceration (Deep) |
| Body Right I’m having all types of fascinations |
| She got a nigga takin nasty on a mobile phone |
| I hopped out lookin splashy in my Kobe Foam (So Fly) |
| Brand New, athletic feet wear (And) |
| Brand New car, Shit we get em' each year (Werd) |
| I Pave Stones in my watch, like the drive way |
| And Imma clone to the cops, like the highway |
| She Had The ass shakin like a aftershock (drop it) |
| And I kept the weed low as I passed the cops (who watchin) |
| But the music so loud, we was blastin Pac (Knock it) |
| and I ran outta dutches so I had to stop |
| Whoa |
| And I don’t know what to say to him, I mean, |
| Do you think he blondes? |
| I guess I could be blonder |
| I mean, Do you think Jim Jones needs me to be blonder? |
| Maybe I just need to lose weight, |
| I’m already down to like 20 pounds, but I could totally go lower |
| because he is just so freaking unbelievably adorable |
| Like Popsicle Hot, Like Need to cry, |
| Ok, Where are my friends, I need to talk to them about this right away |
| Maybe we can invent some sort of like twitter situations that everybody decides |
| that Jim Jones Should talk to me |
| (Everybody Jones, Everybody Jones) |
| Oh my God, Oh my God |
| He’s Coming over Here. |