Lyrics:
About an hour ago she called the police again
Something about a Trans am?
Mrs. Jones Begonias
I don't know what planet she's from to get the pills that
complain cause Mike is hot
I'm hopin out for the baller block
Pimpin hoes in the parking lot
Flippin (??) with no halter top
They say Mike Jones fell off
ends
cnd get a back rub from my girlfriend
But it's still a long way home from Portland
Rolling, Rolling Stone
If you don't have one, you're always home
[Tammy Wynette - T.W.]
[George Jones - G.J]
[G.J.]
You always said someday you'd go to live
(In Southern California)
And me I'd stay right
a friend
that you'd get with, every now and then?
I know for a fact George had a lot of girls
spread out from state from state around the world
As long as he
you're facin'
Prosecution set it with your opening statement
Your honor, before we get started
I'd like to give my condolences to the family
a time when you've got to slow down
That's what we doing lets go
Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road.
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin'
Hello, George
Where did you go, George?
I know you're near, George
I caught your eyes, George
I want your ear, George
I've a surprise, George
That shit ain't got my ppl nth
George and Eric couldn't breath
Want us to suffocate to death
They tryna get us one by one
Til I'll entire race is gone
that mattress did
When my boots was at the door
With the camos on the floor
Back when Luckey, used to leave her panties at crib
Never thought I'd step
that mattress did
When my boots was at the door
With the camos on the floor
Back when Luckey, used to leave her panties at crib
Never thought I'd step
the mountain's mouth.
"billy? I've come to reason with you!
Our great country needs you in the armed forces!
Why, it's all fair and square, the lottery, you
[Tammy Wynette - T.W.]
[George Jones - G.J]
[G.J.]
You always said someday you'd go to live
(In Southern California)
And me I'd stay right
got a bunch of niggas that shoot it up for with me
I got a bunch of killas watchin out for P
and the game get deep
how can you stop when
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
Yeah I'm chilling on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
Memory
And I'm really glad you came
Along to guide me
It seems to me we walked a hundred miles
You know how much I've
Always liked this cabin
It's quiet and I get
Georgia with it
Last verse, did you get it? Nah
Never mind, just throw that cash in a duffle
As I'm on my Hollywood shuffle
Eatin' your dollar truffles,
spooning with Davy Jones
Imma send 'em down the river on the way to the sea
My basic instinct got you tryna open up like Sharon Stone
Fortune cookie, like
Intro:
Here comes international Grime artist, Eyez,
It’s Eyez, man
I don’t box like Dillian Whyte
But I’ve got boxes if you’re dealing with white
all fucking bled
Don't get the lesson, remember what i said
See me, on your block, go hide
I bet you don't wanna fuck with the people i ride with
George
Verse 2: Lek Ratt (40 Thevz)
More temptation than faith
I guess we livin' for the day
I seen a man get swept off his feet
by a boy with an AK
for one, take it however it come
You black, better get you a gun
I ain't dying for nothing, but anyone shooting my son
I'm coming to shoot
curtain call
I can hear these words bein' whispered by all
Ol' George stopped drinkin' today
They're all gonna gather 'round me
Lord, I wish they could
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