Lyrics:
you sweat
I'll tie you to your bed
I'll tie you to your bed
Mrs Jones denies it's strong
But we know that something's wrong
All night long she
come on seat us
We weedist
They won't get it til they meet us
Sometimes the education is the sweetest thing
I'm doing my leisure thing
Listening to Jesus
with all of my rocks and won't
leave til' my rocks gone
Lemme slow the beat down
And give you hoes this free sound
Mike Jones, Fat Bastard and Tum-Tum we
walk by faith not by sight
You know Jesus
He's the Way, He's the Truth, He's the Life
(Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus)
That's all facts
Where your strength
When I'm five
I will wash my face and hands all by myself
When I'm five i will chew and spit tobacco
Like my grandfather Jones
'Cause I'm only four
the favorite tunes
And back by the bar playing cards looking hard
Was big bad Solomon Jones
And watching over his luck
Was the love of his life
Is the lady that
that eleven,
The sent me back to school this beat took me to heaven
Im giving ya'll good news me and lyrics are married
Now its Tom on the ones and twos
that eleven,
The sent me back to school this beat took me to heaven
Im giving ya'll good news me and lyrics are married
Now its Tom on the ones and twos
that eleven,
The sent me back to school this beat took me to heaven
Im giving ya'll good news me and lyrics are married
Now its Tom on the ones and twos
**Intro: Ty Jones**
Okay. Let's get it
Office fire drill
**Verse 1: Ty Jones**
This is insane shit
How many times can I say the same shit?
Laid
They say that a nigga it
But nawl I ain't on no clown shit
Nawl I'm Purp by the pound bitch
I'm the king so where is my crown at
These people in
gone
Tearing down the 'jects creating plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my God
I got YB with me
I got YB with me
I got V
I got V
Crank up money counter
This that nigga PacMan Jones
I don't even fuck wit cowards
Where
rip off the mask, seek the truth and just try
Like alex jones himself says brother, let me hear your war cry
Mister jones and I were really baffled by
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
white T
Fabo off the beans you can do it like me
The Glock A Town stomp on the beat
I A Town stomp on a key
Real magician turn one to a three
If you ever
"Push It"
[Cam'Ron]
Killah! Dip Set! Jim Jones, Santana
Man, shit ain't changed since eighty-eight (nope)
Get on the corner and push something
Dip
"Push It"
[Cam'Ron]
Killah! Dip Set! Jim Jones, Santana
Man, shit ain't changed since eighty-eight (nope)
Get on the corner and push something
Dip
away
And If you in his hands
Know you can stand
In Jesus name we can call on
(In Jesus name bruh)
They can't take it away
Because of Christ we are saved
as a truck driver and he drove from state to state
He likes to stop by the liquor store on his way, way back home bobby jones
He stole a truck and drove it
the page olsen gets
Queasy with the subject
Oh, Jesus what the hell is that?
His name is Waylon Jones in Belle Reve
Griggs and his guards walk down
free
By G
Jesus, he loves us
So much
It makes me so curious
Because
We are people he just can't trust (Nope)
But he can trust Jesus (Yup)
Who resides
lean wit' it, pop wit' it (Bankhead)
'Vertible Jones, mean with the top missin' (flossin')
I'm sittin' clean with the bottom kitted (do it)
I hopped
lean wit' it, pop wit' it (Bankhead)
'Vertible Jones, mean with the top missin' (flossin')
I'm sittin' clean with the bottom kitted (do it)
I hopped
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