Lyrics:
alright with some jack in their coke
The records are spinnin' and the speakers are smokin'
There ain't no last call, I'm havin' a ball with Hank, Haggard
and the gambling wheel shut down
Anyone with any sense had already left town
He was standing in the doorway lookin' like the Jack of Hearts
He moved across
stepping on my toes)
And I don't wanna jump in a hoop with the goons
I can do it on my own
(I can do it on my Jack Jones)
Baby see my phone, yeah that's
Hello police TPD
This here's Marlene Jones on Burns drive
I'm calling to complain about my neighbors
It looks like they're having another one
Yeah, I'm chillin' on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
a bitch, ay, Popeye Jones
I cant settle down, I'm not a family guy
Leave in the middle of the night without a goodbye
Went to the bar, took two shots,
guys
On the squad
Like Rick Fox
Ron Harper
Robert Horry
B Shaw
Ten times a champ
I'm Sam Jones
With the bank shot
Back when I was 21
I would get drunk
Yeah, Double O Devin, Ow
Jones
Skinny physique, but I'm a beast Raised in the heat, I was runnin' the streets
Draped in designer, my swag is unique
drunk
As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk
There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts
No one knew
drunk
As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk
There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts
No one knew
see (you got the check though?)
I'm Trevor Jones and I'm sitting in
I've been conversing with the Mad Rapper (did you get the check though?)
And he's
see (you got the check though?)
I'm Trevor Jones and I'm sitting in
I've been conversing with the Mad Rapper (did you get the check though?)
And he's
want to be impolite, but your woman needs you behind
I could do it myself this time, or you could swing by and come inside
Got me in the mood
(Got me in
By a Rope
Not a killa, But don't push Me I just, Want the doe
Really from, New jack city Call me, Nino
I'm the man, With them Grams on the, Low bro
and I can’t complain
Now move, I made it here without you
No grip on me, I’m too smooth
Why do you care what I do?
Bitch, I’m not in the mood
Now run it
This shit aint no luck, luck, luck
She sitting passenger in my new ride
I'm riding ignoring her mood swings
I like to watch just to learn all their
I'm in a field of my thoughts
This feeling ain't lost
Jack Shepherd
Niggas feeling like Doc
No purgatory
Know that my mamas worry for me
And my papa
love boots
I'm in a good mood, in the skip a tune
I'm in my zone, havin' fun, what it do
Where are you? Where we goin'
I'm havin' fun baby, just showin'
you're always in the mood then
In the mood then in the mood then
Slide by slide by my place girl come on
Slide by slide by my place girl it's on
Slide by
I see those swingin' doors I tell the driver just to pass on by
'Cause there ain't no room in old Jones' head for anything less than loveshine.
I
the remix, its an honor my n*gga
I made rap one blood, that say I'm signin' wit Jigga
I got rappers gettin' mad at me
I got these new jack rappers tryna clap
know i do it all on my jack jones
Rolling it up and hitting it, up in my lungs you know that im feeling it
Mason Margiela im spending it, up in my cup
Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
chilling on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
Memory lane up in
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