Testi:
James Everybody Knows

time Our memories held us together Everybody knows your fate, honey, everybody knows your fate Everybody's hopeful, so much feeling See your face in windows Hear your calling Everybody knows your face, honey, everybody knows

Our memories held us together Everybody knows your fate, honey, everybody knows your fate Everybody's hopeful, so much feeling See your face in windows Hear your calling Everybody knows your face, honey, everybody knows

nigga I'm hotter than cocoa You wanna see what I do, nigga these crazy niggas be loco What about South Park Mexican, that's my partna from Hillwood Everybody know

not invited to Summer Jam I'm sick of niggas trynna sell me a dream with weak schemes Killarm', the 18, rap guns is like M-16's, everybody flee the scene

to pass the buck (And now it's time to go amok, huh!) Funk it up! ...Just get on down! So, listen everybody (Listen everybody) Listen up everybody (Listen everybody

Clap your hands everybody Clap your hands Come on, keep it going Clap your hands everybody Clap your hands everybody Clap your hand Lets do it ,you

-Ro] Cars, I drive so laid back In my glass house bumpin "Big Payback" James, that's my name don't wear it out All these ladies wanna know my whereabouts

the pilot in the plane, drinkin beer in the cockpit With three thick dames I party like Rick James My name is Tash nigga, Rico Swift's my nickname It's fascinatin, I know

baby blue [A] They powder blue (yo' shits is hotter) [A] You hotter with them frames on [N] Nigga you James Bond, and you stay low [A] Y'know my style