Lyrics:
alright with some jack in their coke
The records are spinnin' and the speakers are smokin'
There ain't no last call, I'm havin' a ball with Hank, Haggard
stepping on my toes)
And I don't wanna jump in a hoop with the goons
I can do it on my own
(I can do it on my Jack Jones)
Baby see my phone, yeah that's
Yeah, I'm chillin' 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
Hello police TPD
This here's Marlene Jones on Burns drive
I'm calling to complain about my neighbors
It looks like they're having another one
pree up
I'm still old skool yeah you know how it goes
Do it on my JDs or my jack jones
Special, we rarer than jewels
Applying the pressures no problem
all right by me and it's all right
Golden carp in a pond looks for a lotus pad
Golden carp spins a fin and says mm, the sun ain't so bad
Chestnut mare
on my Jack Jones
Take everything but that soul
At least you're still alive
I'm evil in disguise
This guy's like black Coke coca-Coca
Yeah i'm liking fat
carnage
My eyes was in my hands like the Homs of real monsters
Sewers kept the crumbs like I'm real monsters
Searchin' for apartments, need to be in houses
drunk
As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk
There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts
No one knew
drunk
As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk
There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts
No one knew
Yeah, Double O Devin, Ow
Jones
Skinny physique, but I'm a beast Raised in the heat, I was runnin' the streets
Draped in designer, my swag is unique
Nations for treasons and
Conquer their regions
Smash in their kingdoms and
Stomp on their leaders
Four figures of killers that's
Haunted by demons
Attacked
see (you got the check though?)
I'm Trevor Jones and I'm sitting in
I've been conversing with the Mad Rapper (did you get the check though?)
And he's
see (you got the check though?)
I'm Trevor Jones and I'm sitting in
I've been conversing with the Mad Rapper (did you get the check though?)
And he's
By a Rope
Not a killa, But don't push Me I just, Want the doe
Really from, New jack city Call me, Nino
I'm the man, With them Grams on the, Low bro
he never seen love like this
I said no kizzy
Lance said he drove in a lake, insured by Jake
I said don't miss it
Jeremy died for the bands, I'm still
You can't fuck with us
If it's money money in the air, Zion
I'm jumpin' up
Haha, nah, for real, get your bunnies up
(Haha)
Finna pass bro the sticks, I
He said he spinning my block ok
2 Deep blitz both ways
Spin in a Benz like I'm Nay
Big gun shoot like Klay
Therapist k I don't care bout your day
I see those swingin' doors I tell the driver just to pass on by
'Cause there ain't no room in old Jones' head for anything less than loveshine.
I
(All day long) oil jones
Like dinosaur bones deep
Beneath your feet
Everything used to go to my head
Now go to my ass my booty, my booty
I'm working
the remix, its an honor my n*gga
I made rap one blood, that say I'm signin' wit Jigga
I got rappers gettin' mad at me
I got these new jack rappers tryna clap
know i do it all on my jack jones
Rolling it up and hitting it, up in my lungs you know that im feeling it
Mason Margiela im spending it, up in my cup
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
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 lane up in
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