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
George dreaming of becoming a star
Well things I never did when I was just a kid made what I am today
See momma used to whoop me with a George Jones
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
from Quincy Jones
Or George Benson
What you fighting for?
Okay, look, look
Let me understand this
You've been living through life
Like a humble bandit
I
Someday I'm gonna beat him
He'll kill me if I don't
But until I can defeat him
I'll keep on getting stoned
Bully jones bully jones bully jones
Big bad dude
on, you guys can do better than that!
I wanna go somewhere
That's not like this place
Tell me something I don't know
Every song is the same
And people
barely know my name
What I'm tryna tell you is I ain't gotta tell you a fuckin' thing
I'ma show so you know
Niggas either do or they don't
And bein'
g untouched give me 1g uncut
Block am for Wuse 2
Hit up my guys wit tools
Nack with 2 by 2
This one na nit cruise
Run on the jonzing jones
This one na nit
George Lopez
Yeah, no George Lopez
You just hating on me cuz you broke bitch
Yeah no George Lopez
I got hella bennys, no George Lopez
We The Fuccbois,
"She gave me the number? Hmmm I'm surprised"
Good conversation, over the phone
He began to come for me whenever I was alone
George was sweet, so nice
or what their
Publicist tells them to say so
I don’t do publicity stunts
Period so don’t ever think that
JK: Me neither guys
(Laughter) So we talked
George Strait & Frank Sinatra
George speaking:
Hey Frances, I don't know about you but
I kinda need a break.
Maybe a trip or something.
Frank:
Fly
don't nigga Dike Jones just got wrecked
When I step in the club you breaking yo neck
You know why I'm here to take my respect
You can't get next I came
"Well, what is?"
And you say, "Oh my God, am I here all alone?"
But something is happening and you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. Jones?
You hand
"Well, what is?"
And you say, "Oh my God, am I here all alone?"
But something is happening and you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. Jones?
You hand
"Well, what is?"
And you say, "Oh my God, am I here all alone?"
But something is happening and you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. Jones?
You hand
owners I just mentioned. Ceasar later married a slave girl by the name of Peggy Jones. My great, great, etc. grandmother. To this union, the following
Do I love her? Do I love her?
With a heart that's true
Do I love her? Do I love her?
Don't you know I do
Mrs. Jones, won't you put my darling
Do I love her? Do I love her?
With a heart that's true
Do I love her? Do I love her?
Don't you know I do
Mrs. Jones, won't you put my darling
don't tell me
Little bro got arrested for a felly
I clean George in the sink
Hold him, down make him blink
Eat some porridge, sip a drink
I mold his
hopin' it could
They say racism don't exist, if not, why the fuck we pissed?
They hate me 'cause my skin, I'm proudly ripping behind this fence
No more
"Well, what is?"
And you say, "Oh my God, am I here all alone?"
But something is happening and you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. Jones?
You hand
Gates is never gonna give me something for nothing
And I really doubt some dead girl is gonna
Kill me if I don't pass her letter along
Well now I
On a Friday night
In the pale moonlight
we were out for a drive
I was feelin' alright
I put on the radio
A little George Jones
when she crinkled up
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