The Pilot by The Jonesz Lyrics
Bottles will drop when I'm in the spot
Slide to the top a dollar a pop minus the slots
If I'm gunna die then roll with me
God, gun violence is hot, could get me shot in my own city
Showed up with it lit up, every winter
The streets will snatch a kid up, scare the shit out of a baby sitter
Come to get us, stash the glitter in the kitty litter
Super villains unleashing a Godzilla
Shine a rap signal in the sky if you need me
I'll be at Scott C.'s open mic, or smoking at the shisha shack
You could trade a beadie for a piece of industry gossip
I used to hit it back when she was doing freebee's
Bubble gum girl gave me goodie gum drops
Told me lies, Goldie Lox will only go for older guys
Shorty why? shit be so naughty
If we co-party get me home horny
Dirty dancing on a beat like this
Til we meet again
I was losing my breath until I stopped to catch my breath
Barely made it but I caught the bus and then the metro
I ain't gunna make it wait think I'ma make it though
I ain't gunna make it wait
Gee willikers, Jimminy Cricket
Shiminy shim down the chimney make it a quick one
Lickity-split when I spit it I've written a million
It was his bitch took the money and said he was gypped
Criminal syndicate going legit
Open a small business hoping to get totally rich
For all my women and all of my mens
Holler-holler, if you hear me honk your horn and rock your omaments
I wana wana cop a leather sofa and a water bed
A model and a typical trip in autumn
To a private tropical island, sipping Alizé
Straight out a cherry coke bottle, eating fresh grapes poached eggs served inside a half an avocado
If you move or even flinch, honey, I'm a goner
Hold up-hold up, I'm-a cum, yo-yo I don't wana
I'ma blow this case wide open
Copacabana, the piranha, fish called Wanda
Dick rider, booby trap the average muff hunter
Call me Indiana O double
Sweat suit with a chubby I'm going under cover
Slide to the top a dollar a pop minus the slots
If I'm gunna die then roll with me
God, gun violence is hot, could get me shot in my own city
Showed up with it lit up, every winter
The streets will snatch a kid up, scare the shit out of a baby sitter
Come to get us, stash the glitter in the kitty litter
Super villains unleashing a Godzilla
Shine a rap signal in the sky if you need me
I'll be at Scott C.'s open mic, or smoking at the shisha shack
You could trade a beadie for a piece of industry gossip
I used to hit it back when she was doing freebee's
Bubble gum girl gave me goodie gum drops
Told me lies, Goldie Lox will only go for older guys
Shorty why? shit be so naughty
If we co-party get me home horny
Dirty dancing on a beat like this
Til we meet again
I was losing my breath until I stopped to catch my breath
Barely made it but I caught the bus and then the metro
I ain't gunna make it wait think I'ma make it though
I ain't gunna make it wait
Gee willikers, Jimminy Cricket
Shiminy shim down the chimney make it a quick one
Lickity-split when I spit it I've written a million
It was his bitch took the money and said he was gypped
Criminal syndicate going legit
Open a small business hoping to get totally rich
For all my women and all of my mens
Holler-holler, if you hear me honk your horn and rock your omaments
I wana wana cop a leather sofa and a water bed
A model and a typical trip in autumn
To a private tropical island, sipping Alizé
Straight out a cherry coke bottle, eating fresh grapes poached eggs served inside a half an avocado
If you move or even flinch, honey, I'm a goner
Hold up-hold up, I'm-a cum, yo-yo I don't wana
I'ma blow this case wide open
Copacabana, the piranha, fish called Wanda
Dick rider, booby trap the average muff hunter
Call me Indiana O double
Sweat suit with a chubby I'm going under cover