Jim Jones - Everybody Jones Lyrics
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 meDrippin from my head to my feet, SplashinEverything New, You Heard meIf its vintage its new, Real Nigga Shit, You heard mecatch me in soho getting stupid fliesor catch me uptown getting super fly, can heard me?or catch me just riding my coupe's flythe beast, Tren setter(her), never been better,yeah I love my bags, but the bank betterKillin half of you you niggas is a vendetta (Bang Bang)she saw the car when your girl start getting wetterand she was hot but I didn't sweat hercause I'm way too cool you could get a sweaterI'm in the club with a Two-Thousand Dollar leatherand they say birds of a feather flock together (Well Fly Away)so you and you get in drop togetherit was cool outside not the hottest weatherbut a nigga still stuntin, dropped it on em' Hefersand we pull into the tele knockin salt n' peppafunky fresh, Dress to impress, We at the partyfunky fresh, Dress to impress, We at the partyfunky fresh, Dress to impress, ready to partyeverybody Jones, everybody JonesLike oh my god, you guys isn't that like Jim Joneshe's totally amazing, do you know how he did that songLike, 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 *****ers getting ... like a lap dance (***** that)they say I'm a rock star like the gap Band (Aye Now)it's new whips, I pull into the night clubI got them jordan number 6 at a fight clubsway 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 some like a fashionistawhoa some, burn some, pass the reeferI turn the shit black and yellow, tape Like Khalifa (Black And Yellow)I'm so fly, tell me where I'm landingI hope of some hot nigga, where we tanningfunky fresh, Dress to impress, We at the partyfunky fresh, Dress to impress, We at the partyfunky fresh, Dress to impress, Ready to partyeverybody Jones, everybody Joneshow many pairs of Louis Vuittons do I have to have before Jim Jones is gonna *****ing talk to meI like, I wanna give him his own hashtag or somethinglike 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 gotta bestfriend (Hey Baby)She all around my neck, I'm talkin precious gems (Woo)I Caught her body in ... they arrested Gem (Camera)***** breath like carbon minoxide (Clear)I was speedin in car lookin lopside (Speedin)I told em' come take a walk on the dog sideI'm from New york, where the mother*****in sparks fly (boom)My Nigga Sell Drugs, All the cars fly (Ayeee)Well, black and white stones like the part side (Segregation)Its Unanimous, them *****es still love a thug (Werd)No Ceilin, All she was seein was stars up aboveI see ... tryna cut like illaceration (Deep)Body Right I'm having all types of fascinationsShe got a nigga takin nasty on a mobile phoneI hoped 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 wash, like the drive wayAnd Imma clone to the cops, like the highwayShe 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'm round ... so I had to stopWhoaAnd I don't know what to say to him, I mean,Do you think he blondes? I guess I could be blonderI 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 lowerbecause he is just so freaking unbelievably adorableLike Popsicle Hot, Like Need to cry,Ok, Where are my friends, I need to talk to them about this right awayMaybe 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.
