Precious (feat. Ryan Leslie) - Jim Jones

Time is runnin' out Please don't make me wait I'm all alone I'll stab a day Lost and love a ghost Lost all alone It's another lost one You stay gone Pissed on a wall Hit it in the face I don't wanna go I'll stab a day Lost and love a ghost I'll stab a lay Let's boogaloo la It's all day I'll date you I'll date you on a date, yeah I'm telling, I'll date you I'll date you on a lovely date Lovely date And I'll date you I'll date you on a day date And it's a lovely day Lovely day Lovely day I see your body lighting up in the moonlight As a ghost story you jump in the moonlight I wanna feel you in the dark when I do right Do right right there, yeah As a ghost story you jump in the morning, I signal, I want that by all means I signal you, and you got where I want that Want that right there, right there Time is runnin' out Please don't make me wait I'm all alone I'll stab a day Lost and love a ghost Lost all alone It's another lost one You stay gone Pissed on a wall Hit it in the face I don't wanna go I'll stab a day Lost and love a ghost I'll stab a lay Let's boogaloo la It's all day I'll date you I'll date you on a date, yeah I'm telling, I'll date you I'll date you on a lovely date Lovely date And I'll date you I'll date you on a day date And it's a lovely day Lovely day Lovely day I see your body lighting up in the moonlight As a ghost story you jump in the moonlight I wanna feel you in the dark when I do right Do right right there, yeah As a ghost story you jump in the morning, I signal, I want that by all means I signal you, and you got where I want that Want that right there, right there You know I want you right there Said I want you bay, hey baby You know I want you right there Right there, ooh You know I want you right there And it's a lovely day Lovely day Lovely day I see your body lighting up in the moonlight As a ghost story you jump in the moonlight I wanna feel you in the dark when I do right Do right right there, yeah As a ghost story you jump in the morning, I signal, I want that by all means I signal you, and you got where I want that Want that right there, right there

I introduce you to the life You need the life, the life needs you Everything is nice Let me welcome you to my world Everything's in living color plus the fly girls On the way and gotta watch them with a keen eye Niggas ain't seen fly till they seen I Maybach 'cause I'm not a limousine guy Suit with the bow tie no bean pies The La Perle match well with these Ferragamis Killer shoe game these are just a pair of hamies [Unverified] I get up like QB's Na, she ain't stepped in blood, those are Lou B's We don't follow unless you lead us into VIP When they know your face they don't need to see ID I can see the bottles coming from a mile away [Unverified] on the top act like they don't know to star She fuck with niggas like Fabolous 'Cause to tell the truth, baby, life's fabolous It's the fabulous life, oh I be living that Oh I be living that, oh I be living that Get your money right, you could be living that You could be living that, you could be living that It's a fabulous life, oh I be living that Oh I be living that, oh I be living that How you living, what? How you living, what? How you living? Oh I be living fabulous I bow my head and I praise that We be there and back before the Rose's flat Picture me anywhere a clown stays at I don't think so, homey, don't play that Everything is BOSS, like a Rick ad-lib Take it to house like it's Trick Dad Crib We hit Miami like a hurricane Shorty poolside, one piece Veroaine She the baddest bitch in them Jackie O' shades Flabby beach mat, she don't give me no shade Hold the heat down, she don't even know Wade Nigga get smoked like cigarette tote I like her soft kiss and I dig her wet throat I love her booty bounce like cigarette boats And it won't quit, she can't wear skinny jeans 'Cause her ass don't fit, real shit It's the fabulous life, oh I be living that Oh I be living that, oh I be living that Get your money right, you can be living that You can be living that, you can be living that It's a fabulous life, oh I be living that Oh I be living that, oh I be living that How you living, what? How you living, what? How you living? Oh I be living fabulous Got a rich bitch on the way That for real though, just like Wanda say She just wanna rock my world in the Wonder way I'm sitting at the airport like andele Fist I saw the luggy with the Louie monogram Then I saw my baby like a sonogram On the runway just me and Bentley I open doors, you ain't gotta G the gent me I was thinking Knick game, court side She put her hands in my pants, I let that thought slide We can get it on but there's no leg room No water bed, just a boat with a bedroom Now you tell me who can top this Hey, laying on the deck topless Got two different dames, it's a Fabolous thang One white, one yellow, like Fabolous chain It's the fabulous life, oh I be living that Oh I be living that, oh I be living that Get your money right, you could be living that You could be living that, you could be living that It's a fabulous life, oh I be living that Oh I be living that, oh I be living that How you living, what? How you living, what? How you living? Oh I be living fabolous

Yeah, izi, fast life T'vois c'que j'veux dire ou pas? Sens mon mojo dans le building Héroïne, crack, dans mon compte en banque, j'pèse quelques kilos J'aime les gros derrière, de la faute à J-Lo J'traîne avec mes gangsters de Paname à Rio Fier, j'sais pas quand me taire Poing levé aux J.O J'fume que du bon bédo jusqu'au mégot On ne porte que de vrais métaux Je suis un vrai négro J'écrivais mes textes dans le métro Les gyro' à mes fesses dans le rétro' 9-2, viens on le pé-cho Guette aux millionaires, izi, M.I yeah, yo 1-2-3 pour le seille-o Tournée mondiale comme Ryan et Ne-Yo Sorti de la street avec brio Mélodie des briques, j'suis un griot Criminel, titre de ma bio Trouve-moi sur un yacht, me et ma biatch When your back's against the wall Do you give up or keep going? If you never try at all (si j'essaie pas) Then you'll end up never knowing (je l'aurais pas) (Fast life) La concurrence c'est dans le journal Mourante à l'hôpital As comme Frank Lucas J'prends la place aux ritals Double bonnets dans le futal Mieux vaut m'avoir en photo que dans le vu-ca Aussi méchant est-il, pourquoi? Maître Yoda, celle-ci est pour toi Gee, husler jusqu'à Que Marine Le Pen porte la burqa À quoi sert d'avoir vécu sans avoir vaincu Sortie de caléche, j'suis balèse comme ma sécu' J'erre dans les hauts de Boulbi J'chante l'été, fais du biff J'suis cigale et fourmi Derrière lunettes Vuitton Louis J'ai tout vu, rien ne m'éblouit Mais qui sont-ils? Vraiment, vous êtes qui? B20, Ryan Leslie, I-Z-I When your back's against the wall (gee, fast life) Do you give up or keep going? If you never try at all Then you'll end up never knowing Fast life Hustlin' slow, tryna get the dough That's the way it go when you livin' the fast life, yeah, yeah I said we hustlin' slow, tryna get the dough That's the way it go when you livin' the fast life, yeah, yeah Aéroport de Miami, paré au top, c'est Lunatic, fils Ma team ne compte plus ses victimes Mes ennemis tombent comme des quilles, bowling Un million car j'fais gaffe au lit Ballin', gros bolide Psahtou' partout, j'rentre en jogging Fast life, j'fais le taff J'roule avec des pirates, faites gaffe When your back's against the wall (dos au mur) Do you give up or keep going? If you never try at all (essaie pas) Then you'll end up never knowing Fast life Fast life, fast cars Everywhere we go they know who we are Live rich, hood stars Duckin' five bombs when the bullet's fly Fast life, fast cars Everywhere we go they know who we are Live rich, hood stars Duckin' five bombs when the bullet's fly

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.)