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Jamaican Joint Lyrics

Jamaican Joint by Diplomats

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..killa jones jones let's go

 

[cam'ron]

Clowns don't come around pound pounds i pump in town

Do like house of pain kriss kross jump around

Jumpin' down stuntin style over those i polly

Then merk-o from squalie ducati and roberto cavali mami

We feelin' them scoobies you stealin' them gucci's booby

Get it right its emilio pucci hoochie (hoochie)

Write for sci-fi i'll be pipin' five pies the cat went like the nine lives

Ten halves five pies ten cars five drives ten bars fi-fi

That's fifty-five thou sha-na-na bye bye

My fitted's touched tailored joined by chuck taylors

On the yacht with glocks we sum thug sailors

You drinkin' old gold rockin that old gold

We in rose gold at the rose bowl

Send you a bowl of roses we dun sold souls

Slow toes im so cold my dough folds

Killa!

 

[chorus: jim]

So get your parachute and row your boat ****

Signal your plane yes we get on them planes and fly high

We fly high like bo! bo! bo!

Now your row your boat **** and get your parachute

Signal your plane yes we get on them planes and fly high

Bo! bo! and fly high like bo! bo!

 

[jim]

So on this road to success i grew up in the boat o'y'all

Gettin closed by the jets

I learned my code from the set i took my oath to the death

I risked the quarter to bing i bet this forty a ring

Cams from the 40th wing the westside of harlem

And rat roach infested them black po's in vests's

They stack most impressive ride through tana's town

Thats where them grams be found breeze through the broadway side

And where they always reside and so much raw yay you know all them boys be outside

With them sirens and guns all the noise be outside and yes we scour the slums

You know our toys be outside co-co boy to ride five-hundred thou on the block

The ones when we ride on the block pumpin them bow's for the rocks

Look i came up from that cookin' that came from crack

New boys shinin' man new york's ryder man look how i got'em ****!

 

 

[chorus: jim]

So get your parachute and row your boat ****

Signal your plane yes we get on them planes and fly high

We fly high like bo! bo! bo!

Now your row your boat **** and get your parachute

Signal your plane yes we get on them planes and fly high

Bo! bo! and fly high like bo! bo!

 

 

[juelz santana]

I'm a boy shotta born poppa y'all liars y'all notta

I squeeze more fire call coppers

Hear that pumper squeeze yeah that pumper be

Shoved in your mouth for talkin' all the ****-a-ree

We move with the toon boy we shoot'em and move boy

Yes you could say we are the rudest of rude boys

Move that do that juke that girl who dat who dat who dat girl

I wanna meet her i wanna see her i wanna **** ****

I wanna juice that girl

Grippin good pimpin good livin' good **** is good test me lets see

I wish a **** would (aye)

Y'all kids is a waste when i spark clips is a waste

When alcoholics spit in your face quick get a tatse

**** i ride how i drive how i fly high sky ha ha ha im hot

So high so fly float by oh why oh my and i dont know why

Whoaa...

 

 

[chorus: jim]

So get your parachute and row your boat ****

Signal your plane yes we get on them planes and fly high

We fly high like bo! bo! bo!

Now your row your boat **** and get your parachute

Signal your plane yes we get on them planes and fly high

Bo! bo! and fly high like bo! bo!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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