Pardon My Thoughts (feat. Dave East) - Jim Jones

Shawty wanna ride, ride Shawty wanna drive, drive Shawty wanna smoke high, high Shawty a thot slide, slide (let's go) Shawty wanna ride, ride Shawty wanna drive, drive Shawty wanna smoke high, high Shawty a thot slide, slide (let's go) She liking the moves when I get in the club Bottle of Ace and we jump in the tub She suckin' on me and we having some fun Loving that thing that she does with her tongue Not fucking around, she do what I want I'm fucking ya bitch and I'm making her cum She ride on my dick, I beat like a drum She calling me daddy, we havin' some fun Her man is a punk, he get hit with a pump Playing around, she love when we stunt I'm lovin' her vibe, I hate when she front Shawty so fly, she think she can dunk Smoking on runts, rolling a blunt The foreigns out front and it smells like skunk, yeah She wanna ride with me Shawty wanna ride, ride Shawty wanna drive, drive Shawty wanna smoke high, high Shawty a thot slide, slide Shawty wanna ride, ride Shawty wanna drive, drive Shawty wanna smoke high, high Shawty a thot slide, slide I left condoms in the back seat (uh) Run that shit like a track meet (run it up) Nina on me as long as Shaq's feet Getting head knocking black street When you hot, you attract heat (hot) You blowing lines like a wack beat (blowing) On the goal line, I'm an athlete These diamonds got me looking ashy I'm getting head knocking jagged edge They slept on me 'fore I had a bed You ask about her, know I got her tonight Busting that ass, bumping Brian McKnight I'm not tryna play (no) Shout out to the label They provided the flight 50 in cash and I got it in dice Dope on us, gotta hotter than rice Shawty wanna ride, ride Shawty wanna drive, drive Shawty wanna smoke high, high Shawty a thot slide, slide Shawty wanna ride, ride Shawty wanna drive, drive Shawty wanna smoke high, high Shawty a thot slide, slide

Real shit, real shit nigga Yeah, uh Homicide city, another homicide Catch your body for my zip code Leave your top open like a fishbowl Just know niggas on the block with the fish scale Get a bowl, hit it slow Everybody on the block they just tryna get it though Get it though And tell a nigga bout a three way, no subliminals We be climbin' through your window slow Big magazine make you centerfold Push the envelope, make a wall pop like you're in a coke Finish you Whippin' through Iraq, nigga fuck Obama These niggas is fish swimmin' with piranhas Watch homie get killed right on that corner He was chasin' commas now he's a goner Now we so focused cause we so hopeless Grandma came down to me and spoke this The game ain't full of shit but vultures Your homies ain't your homies, nigga you ain't owe shit Compton academy Up 10 with no batteries, that's why they mad at me Some homies is causalities That's my reality, go on the faculty Hundred round drum when the K come Young niggas racin' down the Crans as the bass thump They won't give it to me, I'ma take some Know I must pay for my sins when the day come Catch a body for my zip code (? fishbowl just throw nickels on the block) Catch a body for my zip code (? homicide city another homicide) Catch a body for my zip code (? fishbowl just throw nickels on the block) Catch a body for my zip code (? fishbowl just throw nickels on the block) Fingertips numb from the cocaine Twenty thousand every time my door swing Count it up again when the door close Plug fronted you the work, you in a dope hole Have the nigga workin' round the clock, takin' no doors Same clothes, nigga never serve the popos Homie the Presidential Rollie, it was so froze He was ice cold till the shit got up in his nose I done seen kings turn to crack fiends Baby used to keep the wheels on the 'Lac clean Fucked around and caught a beam with a trap queen Was wrappin' packages before I had a rap dream Was wrappin' packages before I had a rap dream Was doin' robberies before I had a rap show The type of nigga throw a (?) in the pot And drive a foreign off the lot And cop the motor in the back ho Cause every day a nigga flexin' Finessin', full clip in my weapon I blow like (?), no worries, no stressin' Head honcho, the boss boy, I play my position Bitch I feel like Nino before he was snitchin', God damn Catch a body for my zip code (? fishbowl just throw nickels on the block) Catch a body for my zip code (? homicide city another homicide) Catch a body for my zip code (? fishbowl just throw nickels on the block) Catch a body for my zip code (? fishbowl just throw nickels on the block) I ain't from south central, nigga I'm a menace Get up out the car homie, handle business I give my youngin' 500 to handle witness I find out you hiding out? Your man'll get it Catch a body for my neighborhood I got a ratchet with the numbers scratched off plus I aim for good I had the kush out in Ravenswood Back in Harlem, had the sour if you talkin' better make it good Better make it quick, I'm with a Jamaican bitch Black and grey Raider fit, drugs you can take your pick This ain't for your Instagram, don't take a pic I was tryna take some grams, flip it all, make me rich When I get around this money, it make me itch Finger fuckin' my nina, I'll make you take a shit Got a bag where your stomach used to be And I ain't talkin' Billboard but my youngin's makin' hits Prolly run up in your crib for the safe box Don't forget that combination when the pressure on Sweat drippin' on the chrome .45 And your life if a nigga breath wrong And I hate cops Catch a body for my zip code (? fishbowl just throw nickels on the block) Catch a body for my zip code (? homicide city another homicide) Catch a body for my zip code (? fishbowl just throw nickels on the block) Catch a body for my zip code (? fishbowl just throw nickels on the block)

I'm writing this letter to tell you I miss ya The kids doing better, we hold it together Saw Joe yesterday And he told me to tell ya to stay strong my bro He said "Don't let them stress ya" Alicia starts school in a couple of weeks And she's so dammn excited She's counting the sleeps And I'll send you some pics And I knew you to phone I'm so sorry my baby it's taken so long I'll come to visit you soon, soon It's 'cause you know, I always got the kids in the afternoon The moneys been low so we're doin' whatever The car had to go got two jobs in the summer And while I remember you know I go Stacey She found out she pregnant with twins they been crazy And Ken hes still mad but you know how he is They come round invention they don't take the person No right or wrong way to feeling like this Everyone's still just adjusting I guess I'll come to visit you soon, soon It's 'cause you know, I always got the kids in the afternoon And sometimes I daydream that I'm at home cooking You come through the door and say "Hey babe good looking" I miss how you touch me, I miss how you love me I love how they rob me and hate how the rob me See Jake started speaking, his first word was truck They say what a surprise just like Father like Son Some days with the kids I get so f*cking angry It's breaking my heart when they asking "Where's daddy?" I'll come to visit you soon, soon It's 'cause you know, I always got the kids in the afternoon Never know which way life will come at you Never know, this life come at you fast so buckle up don't crash Plastic bags, pack them after class Just thinking back to the past Emotionally rich, physically broke Negative seas get plain and spirits can't grow Kiss ya and know about our altercations Keep it verbal, told you I heard you Being nosey, how you caught up in issues that don't concern you I wish, I wish that time could speed up See if you're worth the time Pretend to be fake enemies I've seen before familiar kind Yeah I got your letter I ain't have the time to read a million lines It's from the heart I understand But you're clever within your mind Ritious I could never shake Options got a limit to them (...) From where the children have ruined I'm with the strip influence After school you get the kids Wasn't there when I did my bit That's why you won't get to live with a bad boy I did it big Paid the rent I kept it fresh The crib is plush I filled the fridge Now we owe some distance shit You aint heard on the wish to pay

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)