Lyrics:
new, you Heard me
If it's vintage it's new, Real nigga shit, you heard me
Uh, catch me in Soho getting stupid flies
Or catch me uptown getting super fly,
though what we do is wrong)
So don't, even play yourself
Who is Mike Jones, coming real soon to your shelf
And it's gon move off the shelf, guaranteed
Jim Jones ? Scarz
[Jim Jones]
I?m speeding through my days
off to see tomorrow but you
get one chance at life (one chance)
so if I do die
I need)
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (all I need, all I need)
I got a love jones for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes
know I need you in my life Shida
I'll be Amy, we can hang all through the night Shida
This ain't a song about being in love Shida
But on the real I'm
I need)
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (all I need, all I need)
I got a love jones for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes
around Austin Texas
(Big Tree 4Real 4Real real real real)
(Big Tree 4Real)
Verse1:
U must of just started started supporting Austin artists if you never
flossin,
Crawlin on them inches
Fall up in the club
? all the women
Who are you?
Mike jones! who?
Mike Jones! Who?
Mike Jones! Who?
Mike Jones!
Boy
about
Cause they ain't got the cash that I got
[Lil Keke]
Who is Mike Jones, who is Lil Ke
Ain't no motherfuckin where you dat you niggaz now me
cause I be spitting my game so real
I'm Mike Jones (who), Mike Jones Jones
That's been a baller, before I even grabbed a microphone
Swishahouse,
Set! (Killah!)
[Cam'Ron (Jim Jones)]
Yo baby yo, Hey, you, yes give me a kiss
You better make it fast, I know you like what's on my wrist
(Now y'all
Set! (Killah!)
[Cam'Ron (Jim Jones)]
Yo baby yo, Hey, you, yes give me a kiss
You better make it fast, I know you like what's on my wrist
(Now y'all
Ill Will ill Will's alive yea Killah Priest
Nasdaq Dow Jones ha ha
Guns for gun streets filled
With rivers of blood
Raised in the PJ's with real
closed it I know you closed it regardless
You a fucked up manager Cass'
Real managers are supposed to open
Doors for their artists
Well when it was time
I got a mortgage and my kids in a forest by the bridge
And I drives a Rolls Royce in a porridge with dem grills
So you understand I was tryna pay me
Cheeba cheeba, y'all
You're all (you're all)
Cheeba cheeba, y'all
I need (all I need) (don't stop)
To get by (yeah, yeah)
(W-w-wild, I'm about
to feel.
Aren't we all? Holding on for something real?
He's got your back he's got your number!
He's by your side when shit goes under.
Kevin Jones! Kevin
you can ride by me
In your stolen car, selling drugs,
Probably pimping hoes!
Put your hands in the air, I'm Sheriff Jones
Hey Meet my revolver
His
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For real girl, it's me in your
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For real girl, it's me in your
jones yearning kind of spell
Hypnotized mesmerized by the unknown you possess in the air yeah
Subconsciously dreaming sneak peaking the pre-life of us
and everything
The worst shit I saw in my life
I want to testify I swear before God it was Kirk Jones, no lie
Did you see that man in court today?
Do you
by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go down
Nigga I really do my thing
Kind of fuckin' hustlers are y'all?
Yeah
I'm posted in
go with me
After all you are the Second Mrs Jones
.jpg/226px-Etta_Baker_(cropped).jpg "Etta Baker")
.jpg/192px-Etta_Cameron_(1970).jpg "Etta Cameron")
.jpg/300px-Etta_Moten_Barnett_(13270182663).jpg "Etta Moten")
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