Jim Jones

Jim Jones - Rotations lyrics

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(feat. Mel Matrix)

Let’s get back to music that was cracked influence

Back, but you was… so rack, so…

Killers don’t strive to do it, aha!

Drug dealers got stacks, so blew it!

It’s all the same to us

You can came till they came for us!

(What’s what?)

Home, I can’t forget my nigga Big Shit

Daddy, oh! He and Louis bought city, now we’re big meat

I’m on show in an off show.

They gave ‘em 39 show and he was called for

(Go for the pill!)

You fly fellow and the sky dweller (see the world)

A king seller and a… dweller (what you are?)

Zen life for bad bitch like she bail out

Uh, I got back, I don’t need to tell her! (What’s in it?)

Whoever’s seen the cookie, won a key…

So the hunger for the game is what we develop!

Keep the grass cut low, so you could see the jealous

Snake motherfuckers called them both…

You … bitches call them…

Because they’re trying to squeeze the life from you

Have you ever heard of max squeeze…or fortune

Didn’t hurt your ears from the…

Hot water motherfucker when the beef boil

But we ain’t here for cooking class (Let it go!)

We don’t need to woof just to push your ass

A push show, wanna push you over

The dope that I sold I put dad and fold us!

Uh, coke that I sold, I put dad and soda

I ain’t talking about Coca-Cola!

No Pepsi, bitches that love em sexy.

I ain’t talking about Coca-Cola!

No Pepsi, bitches that love em sexy.

Grind hard, kept the work in the trash

The beef with… kept the gaga off the stash

The word from uptown and the…

Had that…from smoke and that coca we snorted.

He got familiar touch dough, he was bred by the shooters

I’m familiar with the stories, I got my clothes in the boosters

The strippers all mine, but I… the bodega

The game was on fire, remain cool, I’m a player!

I snatch, step some goons that was down to bust for me,

Stash hoes .. young and lost for me.

I’m on point, that don’t means that I’m nervous

These all black shades don’t mean I ain’t focused.

Drama never over, I’mma double back with all black, V black.. double black

And we don’t show no mercy

Boys split… put the soul in the dirt, motherfucker!

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