Texty:
James Got The Shakes

Got the shakes, too much gravy I'm so fried What did I do? Knuckles scraped, please don't blame me Can't hurt a fly I couldn't hurt you Change my shape

give me got me good, now watch me It's a different species, meet me in DC Let's party on the White House lawn Tiger Woods times Jesse James equals Pitbull

his thing Tell the club owner, fuck yo' crouch, Rick James, nigga Pop a bottle, make that thing go "bow!" Let her drink it 'til she drown, got a girl

brand new plane Bet I'm in a whole different zone I ain't really from this place Sold out all night long So, really I'm in outer space Really I ain't got

off your get off your mustang, Sally If you don't shake it up, baby, shake it up, baby" Twist and shout, oh what I could will a radio here James Brown

got a 007 watch and it's a one and only It's got a I-Spy beeper that tells me when you're lonely I got a Batmobile so I can reach ya' in a fast shake

MC, Heavy D This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz This also goes out to my money earnin' Mount Vernon crew J. Daddy, James

out Get stomped out, get stomped out [Verse:1] Now the kid is back, I'm not Michael Joradn but I'm coming back Kinda like Pierce in Boston the truth is back Got

don't give a fuck if the club on ya block or not 'Cuz if ya step on our toes then it's bound to get hot It's bound to get heated all of us we got a SK