Lyrics:
this
This has to be the one
This has to be the one with all
The right notes on it okay
're you ready? This is a hard one
To play one two three four
I'm drinking that George Jones
Chase it down with a Wynette song
Burn a little Willie Nelson all night long
Putting Ol' Waylon on
I'm going to get all
unique, the shit be sweet
(On the real) You know the shit be real
(Down on the real to real)
R and B studs kill me with they hardcore ballads
Love
Alright.
[Broad]
Excuse me.
[Waiter]
Uh, yes ma'am.
[Broad]
I have a reservation. It's for Jones.
[Waiter]
For Jones? Let me see here for
Sallie Bet, along with her husband Vernon Woods, who stepped into the gap to be the father I never had, also helped raise me with my mother in
blinding
All right, concentrate
Eyes open, please
Sunday in the park with George
Look out at the water
Not at me
Sunday in the park with George
the game
I hit the streets fans run up to me and tell me that that I'm runnin thangs
Mike Jones, Slim Thug, Lil Keke we be valetin in v.i.p sippin henessy
masons
Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless
Play this, by ya stomach, let my words massage it and rub it
I'll be his
Begonias are pretty as can be
Mrs. Jones Begonias have been crushed
By you and me
Mrs. Jones Begonias are pretty as can be
Mrs. Jones Begonias have been
George Strait and George Jones.
Yeah I'd like to thank, them good ole boys
For the difference they made in my life.
That girl that I danced with, that I
a verse here straight to the folk
Cause Mike Jones can't take a loss
[Chorus]
[Mike Jones]
M.O.B. 'til the day I go
Got a Range Rov' on 80 4's
Welcome back. *audience applauds*
We're here on Bad Boy television, and I'm Trevin Jones
and I've been conversing with the Mad Rapper.
And quite
Call me George of the jungle, George of the jungle George of the jungle
Man dem be so romantic got chicks all the way in Zimbabwe Zimbabwe
Eat dem up
That well be raisin hell where the black top ends
Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road.
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
the album dropped everybody stop listening
To his album after one week
Now you're looking confused, looking at me
You sing now but you didn't sing last
Spend the summertime naturally high
By chopping wood, the next one or five
Saving our money for the county fair
George Jones' supposed to be there
We got
didn't sign me
You know what happened, it was some A&R's that fucked with me though
But then like the heads, it'd be somebody at the company that'll say
handles
We drank a few beers
Guess that george putnam
Should be on the air now
With the biggest new story
That has broken this year
(george
on in tell yo' friends
And we'll be raising hell where the black top ends
I'm chilling on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke
a minute, haha
I'm white!
Uh, sorry everyone I made mad at me
I was only tryna be funny
And I wanna get along with everyone
I'd never say the word nigga
Huey Newton
I feel it, it's in the air
White cop with a stare
New judge in the chair
This shit hittin' the fan
But me, I'ma be smart and legalize my shit
to be[01:27.81]Or what the artist was feeling around the time of recording said album[01:34.14]And this is no different[01:35.03]I'm gonna—I'm gonna do that because,
listenin
Cause I'm about to take you on a George Porgie mission
"Can it be I've stayed away too long" (2X)
I gave him the number, I saw it in his eyes
[G.J.]
Tomorrow when you leave
You'll take my heart
(To Southern California)
But just remember I'll be here
To keep your heart with me until you see
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