Lyrics:
the bones for Henry Jones
'Cause Henry don't eat no meat
Henry is not a drinker
He rarely takes a nip
He don't need a napkin
'Cause the things he eats
props 'cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops)
Check it out, y'all, proper respect is what we're giving
(We're giving heartbeat props)
Yeah, I want that back in the day, circa 2008, beer cans by the lake
Fall in the love for the fate, find someone and escape
You pour, I relate, we
goodbye.
Furthermore, you never know,
if I will ever see you again
from the front to the end.
Daddy, I'm coming home.
Mommy, I know your love is Miss Jones
Daddy i know you do bad things
Don't worry i still love you come on
Floyd leads his daughter to an
Alley back to the Cicada
And you caught him?
Not me i
on the streets
Suicide attempts as tears drip
Down her cheeks this is deep
She's so young, with so much pain
There's so many things Chante
Wishes she could change
a pager
In the age of Aquarius, various things
Is gonna carry us in intellect and what have you
Street astrologists interpret point stars and half moons
yaknahmean?
You a Buttercup girl
Oh is that right?
Yeah
Well, I got Love Jones for you
Word, tell me about it
Chorus: Angel Cake
it
Yall took a thing I love the most and now you playin with it
That which keeps me sane is now the thing that drives me crazy
Spent a weekend in
drinks like a fish
Until a guy in khaki pants buys him one more brew
And says "Once upon a time, Jones got me too"
'Cause she led him by the hand through
on 'em
Yea I know that's the way you like it huh?
Yea that's the way you love me huh?
So not to say my life is it
I said no doc my wife is it
Now
they don't rust away
No nothing, nothing is worth more than a smile
And the joy that love brings
The rest are just material things
Material things
If
the bones for Henry Jones
Cause Henry don't eat no meat
Henry is not a drinker
He rarely takes a nip
He don't need a napkin
Cause the things he eats
because I'm not here to fool around
There is too much love!
I could hang about and burn my fingers
I've been hanging out here waiting for something
Dipset, as we proceed what have we here?
Take that, take that, it's 0-9 muthafucka
One thing to do get money muthafucka
I pulled off like na, na,
Mr. Jones knows The Stones
Rock 'n' roll is in his blood and in his bones
Shines his shoes, kicks some ass
Counts the booze and laminates his pass
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
throat by a dick man
I got two three one six five man
I was there on the corner
You know what it is
I'm selling croissants
Like a fuckin' grandma
Grandma,
young the things that we would do with no care
We would stay all day
Until the sky turned gray
Making memories
Remember when you used to say
That I was, I
love is an incredible thing
And we don't know love like we should
We always talk about I have unconditional love
Unconditional love we don't even know it
dream who would not accomplish more
Come on home from war. Come on home from war ya'It's that old less is more thing, thing, thing, thing
And deep inside
FR
Figuero Jones X ErikiBeatz
Verse1
Figuero Jones
I'm dealing with the nights I can't sleep
baby is you on for a real one
baby can you call
One thing, I'm not as weak
I'll always stand alone
But my mind is not made of stone
So I'll go on
[Repeat 1]
[Nas]
Chipped tooth don
Nasty, blue ice
the mackin' game
All my mackin' women throw the
Left to the right now (Super fly)
Me and my girls
Throwing long hair and afros to the wind
We got a love jones
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