Lyrics:
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Fuck the Jones's, niggas trying to keep up with the Combses (Notorious)
C'mon y'all
We are, we are (what's his name)
No, No, No, Notorious
He
Here we go
George george george of the jungle watch out for that tree
Or if you're an emcee watch out for me and my man Jazzy
Ahh just hitting it
Harlem
It's almost back home, y'all
Jim Jones, Freekey Zekey
Ayo Santana, what is it, huh?
Ayo, lately I've been going
Through some family matters
My
Written by George Jones and Jack Ripley
I won't say that I'm the only one who loves her
And I won't say I make her happy all the time
There's
sure, there is
A direct, not inferred, reference in
Her lyrics to "salad tossing"
Which, to be clear
Is the act of being anally probed
By someone else's
the page olsen gets
Queasy with the subject
Oh, Jesus what the hell is that?
His name is Waylon Jones in Belle Reve
Griggs and his guards walk down
a musket beside her
With the barrel beneath her breast
"Now keep good watch" and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"Look for me by the moonlight
the contradiction
Between America's reality and perhaps her
Selective vision of herself
Corruption just refers to fraudulent
Conduct by the powerful, which is
my name?
I set off for distant shores
But now I'm off to meet Davy Jones
The siren song has set my sails astray
And she leads me to my watery grave
young lady
Back to the way I live daily
Had bare dough but that didn't change me
Plus I got a daughter
Newborn child but her name ain't Amy
I ain't got
Wear a mean dark pair of shades
Ain't you can't see my eyes unless my head is bent , you dig
Chrous
(Jim Jones)
We fly high, No Lie ,You know
out visa
Who Mike Jones yea that nigga none to the people
Who Mike Jones yea that nigga none to the people
Where is Mike Jones coming back so turn up
to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her
a visit I pay - and does it pay!"
And his friend, Liquid Len by name,
Of Wine, Women and Wandsworth fame,
Said "I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that
Real talkin nigga
Man I'm all about my cash flow
Nigga I'm the shit my momma
Had me out her asshole nigga I be actin'
Nigga know that we mackin'
Halloween
Drugs and alcohol is like trick-or-treating just for the fiends
Bitch try to play me, bet, do it for my family name
Shout out to my Uncle George
boys
Mrs. Jones is not like you or me
Lock her up, tight
'Cause if she had the chance she might
Show us that we're wrong and that's the one thing we
on the wall right next to Bill Monroe
Hank's was over by the bar right next to Ol' George Jones
Well, I had t oaks directions because i could not read the signs
about why her son ever has need of a gun
Time is a traveler
Tenterfield saddler
Turn your head
Right again jackaroo, think I see kangaroo up ahead
Refuge
So high and lifted up
And So deserving is his name (2X)
Jehovah is my refuge
Our God in whom I trust
His shadow is my shelter
Like that
Met a fine red boned mami, she told me that her name was Lucille
Met her on Fountain Avenue sitting on a Cadillac Coupe de Ville
She said I'm
This song right here,
Is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from,
Hello world reporting live to tell you that I'm doin' great
And my name is Jaquan Jones the tender age of 28
Put that time into yourself these are
name em
Just a thought we all fuck the same chicks
Some play like they innocent
Fuckin' entertainers, and basket ball players
The bitch is a ho
But
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