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on riffs from the hands of Michael Jones
She said yeah, that guy's got killer tone

She said I want our body clocks to run fast then slow, without any shocks

gon be a quite long summer
Broad asked me for my digits i gave her mike jones number (Haaa)
The pipe chrome slump ya
Like pam oliver, i leave ya wig

snitching apple seed don’t call Johnny
Got a light skinned she named Tawni, small titles with a nice body
I call my dick the silencer in other words I James

heart would be a hopeless romantic crushing their Love Jones fantasy
We make Romeo and Juliet look like a parody
Write of our sync like you're as close

Jawny
John, John, John, John J. Jones
Damn
Jawny, Jawny, Jawny J
He couldn't get down with the gang
What else he do, Rot?
I don't know, he only live

Bocephus, Beasties, and the Kings of Rock

Skynyrd, Seger, Limp, Korn, the Stones, David Allen

Coe with No Show Jones

Yeah! Pass that bottle around

Got

we steal jones like Indiana
Nigga pull up then i peel out
Bitch jump around
Like a
Bounce house
Cassie cage
With the hammer
You can get rounds
Been god

some feeling
Love to hear some old George Jones
Like o'l Ronnie singing freebird
On platinum and gold

When Buddy's plane went down
You could hear those

They tryin’ to take our style again
Rap circles ‘round you niggas
Like venn diagrams
Ya paper’s out of order hater
Dial Again
Kwency Jones is dialed in

plays
Ray Bans on like Slim Dunk not Johnny Cage
Hold on lets we recoup pull up in a coupe
Swagger sick yo ho need some soup
Thought the Vette was rented

Johnny bones you can't keep up with the jones 

I been on the road for a while now 
Gotta get away some times 
Cuz y'all be in my way sometimes 
And I

I've been working
It ain't nothin' but a fact
I did not ask for help, I did this on my own
And I always stay flossing
Call me Mike Jones if you've got

Real Country Music

Verse 1
Well my pappy gave me Johnny Cash to cut my teeth,
I sipped Charlie Louven, and drank Jim Reeves.
And I got my fill

lemonade
Rolling weed with my nigga jones
Puffing up on that Alfa-dolo
Only one i ain't got a clone
You goan feel it down in your soul
You know ama goan kill

personally
But I think it's time for a little Asian clout

Stereotypical foreigners, we were portrayed
Dr Jones! Wax on, wax off
Just lack of depth
Concept

ring
Got my heart on a fucking rugged sleeve
Got jones feet running till they bleed
Welcome to Kai world double the money
Congruency got rings on like

its funny
Half yall dudes got a friend named Johnny
Law cracking down on a gang of nonsense
And all my peeps getting caught up in a twist
Pillow talking

In a rusted ol' Chevrolet driving down the road
Sitting next to the girl of my dreams who has my heart and soul
Cranking up some Johnny Cash

fire yeah yeah yeah

For ya junction am in your Dungeon
With fat jumbo yeah Me I done Jones
Split that condom or do you Want Raw
Going through your back

jack and Parmesan
Before the dawn, get me out the locker Mr. Davy Jones
Break your bones and send you back onto the front of Rolling Stones
Magazine,

Cobain
Chris Cornell John Coltrane
Michael Jackson Johnny Cash
Amy Winehouse Marley's stash

The day the real music died
They went to star 69
The day

sound like Sylvester (vrooom)
Aye, I ain't talking Stallone
But if we talkin' bout knockouts
Then I feel like I'm Jones
Yea , Mike dog, now I'm feelin'

Just pay attention
Cus dis shit I'm kickin
Real exquisite drippin
Really pimpin
Tip sweet jones
U talkin women
I got plenty
Bae a pretty penny
Quay