Lyrics:
she's good
Back in my zone on my jack jones
Been tryna stack notes
Tryna stack notes
Out here strategising how to get this dough
Get some more
Grinding
Your love is a pit and I'm feeling way more qaulified,
Then them bustas you be dealin with, come and get a hit of this
Mama come on and roll with me
If I'm out on a date
Then I just shut my eyes, then I can't see
Get away from the bar
Tell your boyfriend hold your jar
And dance with me
I see
listening to me?
Jack Jack Jack,
Head in a sack,
The house is getting colder,
This is not the time for dreaming.
Chimney stack
Starting to crack,
The mice
If I'm out on a date
Then I just shut my eyes, then I can't see
Get away from the bar
Tell your boyfriend hold your jar
And dance with me
I see
you get dizzier
Check out the way I say my, display my, play my
Ain't holding back, behind the cool without the A.Y.
I love to ride the groove
encouraged me to keep working hard for my dream, even though
my lights were out she stayed on my
team
She helped me, stay focus to get what I need and I told
And then this one time
I tried to talk to him and these other girls,
They totally got in my way.
Can you believe that their shoes (everybody choose,
At 17 thought I was grown, had to move on
Moved out Jones home, had to do this on my own
My grandma left my life, I felt it wasn't right
I get awards
whole damn life trying to get that right
I got the microphone Jones and I need to speak
If I don't get a chance I'm a turn a freak
One of the best ways
complain cause Mike is hot
I'm hopin out for the baller block
Pimpin hoes in the parking lot
Flippin (??) with no halter top
They say Mike Jones fell off
they call me jack n the box
My shit is so dope, its like cracking a pop
shine that light on me, put that light on me
Cause I was sent to the world, by G
a minute. Oh yes, Mr. Jones called. He
Said, he is running late,
But I am to seat you now.
[Broad]
Okay, thank you.
[Waiter]
Follow me this way
the Jack of Spades is now down with the BDP posse
If you wanna see more, just watch me man
Do what I do, throw your hands in the air
And scream it out, oh
and you’ll move on
Say, but Brother Jack, I’m not that patient
What if that sun doesn’t show up, what if that sun doesn’t dry up all this mud
What if, what if,
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
First of the year tax time
Keep me wit' a smile
I'mma get a extra couple of
G's claimin' yo' child
Yeah it's wild but this is the
World that we living in
when the whole world loves you
People only got one way to stand out
All that time in the kitchen finally panned out
I put some flavor in a pot
Around my wayyyyy
(Ok this ya boy Jones aka Capo Status)
Around my wayyyyy
(I'm about to take you through
My way you know the
Projects and all that,
Cooked up but this isn't, right?
KW: I mean everyone out there in TV world
Real world, whatever world you stay in
Needs to know that
I’ve never done
Maybach was way back
Now you got nothin' to show for
(chauffeur) it whatever I want I go get
Paid for, I ain't owin' shit
Drop a check, you in debt
That's
on my Jack Jones
Take everything but that soul
At least you're still alive
I'm evil in disguise
This guy's like black Coke coca-Coca
Yeah i'm liking fat
Knew this Guy name Jack a good dude from round the way
Kept a cool demeanor even when led astray
Made mistakes when he was younger
Poor decisions due
you
So make way when my truck roll through
Or get rolled over like you was new road
Mos Def with the Jack Jones super shooter tap long
Act wrong
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