impress ready to part funky fresh ? impress ready to part everybody jones, everybody jones everybody jones, everybody jones like oh my god, you guys isn't that like jim jones
wouldn't be in this miss I'm in right now Everybody hold still Nobody gets hurt Please don't take all of my money mister Don't take my money all money, money Everybody
ready to part funky fresh ? impress ready to part everybody jones, everybody jones everybody jones, everybody jones like oh my god, you guys isn't that like jim jones
Traduzione: Jones, Grace. Tutti Hold Still.
Traduzione: Tom Jones. Come On Everybody.
they ain't rockin' with E-40 (FUCK EM!) [Verse 2:] These funny ass acting commercialize rappers be killing me But they wouldn't be shit without radio, BET or MTV Everybody
know! You didn't have to go tell everybody, now! Ken Starr's on my case and ... bringin' up all that Linda Tripp and Paula Jones and ... Jennifer Flowers
Start Shit MJ Ripping Holes In Bodyguards Outta Line Polices and boys Who They Party Hard And When The Party Started I Thought We Was All Chillin I Figured Everybody
pimpin' (this is how they put it down) And everybody we know Used to play in the streets on man oh man Oh man [Verse 2] I have the Memphis city Jones
so good you reach 3 or 4 times Told you I'd blow your mind If 5, 6-ceeded in giving what you need then Its 7, now by 8 you better put me on Cloud 9 Verse 1: (MR. JONES
want And oh, we didn?t let the haters Determine what our fate was So we made it what we wanted Chorus Verse 2: (SING-SING) They said we wouldn?t make it Everybody
sit and reminesce Then, think about the years I was raised, back in the days [Chorus] (and everybody say) (I remember way back when) (and everybody say) (I remember way back when) (and everybody
fades] (and everybody say) (I remember way back when) (and everybody say) (I remember way back when) (and everybody say) (I remember way back when) (what?) (back in the day) (when?) (back in the day) (and everybody
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again (and everybody say) (I remember way back when) (and everybody say) (I remember way back when) (and everybody
try to fake So I break bones and holler "Jones' forever" Cleverest shit around But don't ever let us get you down [ VERSE 2 ] Well, everybody says, "'Mad, what are the Jones
put on a pedestal, not average Treatment for our mother and fathers, and if you ask me I'll say: you put your family first, before an athlete But everybody
(Alan Jackson/Jim McBride/Gary Overton) I parked my car 'round back I've got the shades pulled down I told everybody including my mama I was leaving
as fuck I open up a cold beer, as soon as I wake up I live in Screwston Texas, that's my home Banging Screw since 9-2, ask my T. Jones When Fat Pat died
