Jimmy, Jimmy

[jack]

Jimmy, Jimmy who can I turn to
You give me something I can hold on to
I know you'll think I'm like the others before
Who saw your name and number on the wall
Jimmy I've got your number
I need to make you mine
Jimmy don't change your number
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Jimmy, Jimmy you're the girl for me
You don't know me but you make me so happy
I tried to call you before
But I lost my nerve
I tried my imagination
But I was disturbed
Jimmy I've got your number
I need to make you mine
Jimmy don't change your number
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I got it (I got it), I got it
I got your number on the wall
I got it (I got it), I got it
For a good time call
Jimmy don't change your number
I need to make you mine
Jimmy I've got your number
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Jimmy, Jimmy who can I turn to
For the price of a dime
I can always turn to you
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[geedis]

That's like 12 post you've made to Widom?

 

[geedis]

Did I mention this is getting rather ridiculous?

 

[Paladin]

Jimmy, Jimmy who can I turn to
You give me something I can hold on to
I know you'll think I'm like the others before
Who saw your name and number on the wall
Jimmy I've got your number
I need to make you mine
Jimmy don't change your number
8 6 7-5 3 0 9 (8 6 7-5 3 0 9)
8 6 7-5 3 0 9 (8 6 7-5 3 0 9)
Jimmy, Jimmy you're the girl for me
You don't know me but you make me so happy
I tried to call you before
But I lost my nerve
I tried my imagination
But I was disturbed
Jimmy I've got your number
I need to make you mine
Jimmy don't change your number
8 6 7-5 3 0 9 (8 6 7-5 3 0 9)
8 6 7-5 3 0 9 (8 6 7-5 3 0 9)
I got it (I got it), I got it
I got your number on the wall
I got it (I got it), I got it
For a good time call
Jimmy don't change your number
I need to make you mine
Jimmy I've got your number
8 6 7-5 3 0 9 (8 6 7-5 3 0 9)
8 6 7-5 3 0 9 (8 6 7-5 3 0 9)

Jimmy, Jimmy who can I turn to
For the price of a dime
I can always turn to you
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I thought this was a thread for Jimmy Crack Corn.

[Young Jeezy]
I'm the realest nigga in here you already know
Got trapper of the year four times in a row (what they give you?)
A lifetime supply of baking soda clientele
A rolling bar, two pounds and three scales
Can get bout 50 and a Hummer
The birds fly down south to Georgia for the summer
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
Coke prices up and down like six-fours
Just cuz I'm fly like a helicopter
The fed rallies on my tail call 'em bird watchers
Minus the bullshit life's great
Just got a camera in the peach in my license plate

[Chorus]
What it do? What the business is?
Word on the street Jeezy known to handle his
Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to 'em
Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to 'em
What it do? What the business is?
Word on the street Jeezy known to handle his
Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to 'em
Bitch getcha mind right let me talk to 'em

[Young Jeezy]
It's not a trick question yeah I'm strapped bitch
Also ripped nigga miss me wit that rap shit
Rappin ass nigga better do numbers
I ain't gotta rap I'ma do numbers
A big shoot out on the highway
Jeezy hangin out the coupe let me ride sideways
A straight g nigga don't tempt me
I'll linger the whole clip til the shits empty
Big stacks yeah I got that
That's why I copped that cris by the six packs
Got the feds lines ringin let a telephone
Snitches want me locked up like Akon

[Chorus]

[Young Jeezy]
Jeezy a rider, Jeezy a motherfuckin fool
Don't approach him like that you and Jeezy ain't cool
Jeezy a gangsta he rolls wit the real g's
And if he's smokin best believe its real trees
From L.A. Straight cush
Presidential shit call it George bush
Everyday is like a game call it fear factor
Gotta trunk full of bricks like a contractor
Seen niggaz leave here and they ain't comin back
Left 'em slumped on the green in his Cadillac
Jimmy crack horn Jeezy flip O's
I just stick to the script y'all niggaz hoes

Oh. Wrong one.

When I was young I used to wait
On master and hand him his plate
Pass him the bottle when he got dry
And brush away the blue-tail fly

Chorus

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
My master's gone away

When he would ride in the afternoon
I'd follow him with my hickory broom
The pony being rather shy
When bitten by the blue-tail fly

Chorus

One day he rode around the farm
Flies so numerous that they did swarm
One chanced to bite him on the thigh
The devil take the blue-tail fly

Chorus

Well the pony jumped, he start, he pitch
He threw my master in the ditch
He died and the jury wondered why
The verdict was the blue-tail fly

Chorus

Now he lies beneath the 'simmon tree
His epitaph is there to see
"Beneath this stone I'm forced to lie
The victim of the blue-tail fly"

 

[geedis]

Spaaaaaaaaam!

 

[Paladin]

Spaaaaaaaaam!

Alright. Here you go.

 

[Dark Link]

here's some Jimmy, For a nice 70 degree day.

Nibblin on spnge cake, watchin the sun bake
All of those tourists covered with oil
Strummin my six string on my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp, they're beginning to boil

Wastin away again in Margaritaville
Searchin for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know it's nobody's fault

Don't know the reason I stayed here all season
With nothing to show but this brand new tattoo
But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie
How it got here I haven't a clue

Wastin away again in Margaritaville
Searchin for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
Now I think, hell, it could be my fault

Old men in tank tops cruising the gift shops
Checking out the chiquitas down by the shore
They dream about weight loss, wish they could be their own boss
Those three day vacations become such a bore

I blew out my flip flop, stepped on a pop top
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home
But there's booze in the blender and soon it will render
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on

Wastin away again in Margaritaville
Searchin for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know it's my own damn fault
Yes, and some people say that there's a woman to blame
And I know it's my own damn fault