Lyrics:
can do it all myself I know I sound cocky
Hello world reporting live to tell you that I'm doin' great
And my name is Jaquan Jones the tender age of 28
Jones be pushin daisies
But you slow and lazy, you can't fade me, that's the reason I knock ya lady
How you gon' pimp wit'cha dick up in her? I told
Jones be pushin daisies
But you slow and lazy, you can't fade me, that's the reason I knock ya lady
How you gon' pimp wit'cha dick up in her? I told
Coming back, I'm better now I'm on one
Done more rounds than a second hand tom tom
Oi
Look
Look
Swear down, man don't wanna try @ me
Leave man two
panties hit the floor
I said I'm leanin? on the curb, sippin? syrup, blowin? dro
I got the 64 hoppin?, watch it stop and do a show
First I lean wit it,
it (stop it)
They always start it but we wit it
**Verse 2: Ty Jones**
I pull back to the city in style. On my game and it shows
Them Smith brothers
says, oh my God, am I here all alone
Yes, but you know something is happening
You don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. Jones
You hand in your money and you
went insane like Jones too just by proxy listening to this bullshit
So badly did I want populism in Trump to be real
The movement was real it was
Jones...
Well I got so bugged I turned it off and turned on another show
But there was the same old shoot-em up and the same old rodeo
Salty Sam was
Jones...
Well I got so bugged I turned it off and turned on another show
But there was the same old shoot-em up and the same old rodeo
Salty Sam was
Wordplay rolling no jk don't do fiction don't read tolkein
It's been three/four years and there's so many times that I wish that I never went smoking
But I
look you in your eyes I turn medusa into stone
How many more nights could i survive all alone
The infamous but lil less known Paula Jones
Cause don't
(Gotta new name nigga Dike Jones)
Yeah Chamillionaire the biggest threat to
Any nigga that think he doing it
I gave you life but I'll take it back
Before
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
by me
yeah, for real
Skit
Figuero Jones
I just wanted to take the time to say that
after everything we've been through
you known and we've done
the girls passed by and he winked his eye;
He said, "I'm July Jones,
I'm the man for you, I'm six foot two,
All muscle, meat and bones."
Chorus:
Great
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Timbo, what they do
They try to be like Missy but they have no clue
On how I'm spittin over beats the way I move
I move so smooth in
and Sherine had a dream
To raise up their very own corner supreme
He'd tend to the fields as his own
And to one day sit on the cornfield throne
But as Little
that Davy Jones died
But what they said is rabid bones are dried
So I'll be first to sing in tribute
Just in case that Davy Jones does die
When I was
can get wacked
Jim jones the Color of my drank by The way
If you pouring like I'm pouring put Your cups up for me
Ameri all on my jeans
My pants sag
Oh by the way, what's your sign?
Can't comprehend the meaning of the metaphysical
I'd rather leave that to your so-called intellectual
But what
spend a day in the life of Jesus Jones
Oh but I guess a round of handshakes is the customary deed
They'll say you're a villain and then they'll bow down
Jones
Pillow talking niggas do the most boy we grown
Tom let me hold all of his whips he like to cruise
Uzi like my bestfriend more than he my dude
I
'm just testing
Hey its Tom on the ones and twos are you hearing me
Shooting for the stars and the moon i got no limits
No shame fuck fame man i do this coz
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