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Mrs. Jones maiden name Susan Roberts Danny Jones her husband loving nice Their second boy named for her father Casey Middle name William, and no
succubus? Who's gonna keep us all in the know About the coming race war caused by Danny Trejo? Alex Jones, Alex Jones, Real life superhero Alex Jones Alex
3 feeling all the way in my zone Forget them flaw dimes rather cop stones Bitch it's Danny J not love Jones New jack city I'm still on my Nino
On a piece of junk I stall and I'ma rude the call Shit overheard in this Hennessy Hundred degree and we stranded but we'll be falls I'm like no, Danny Boom
lloran Estatuas de sal se aproxima Temporal, no lo tomen personal, esto es Pro-fesional Tan creativo es el racional, Kashmir Jones en las barras Danny
was sin (Chorus) (Danny Boone) Even though I'm grown I got it for this little bitty full blown But Miss Jones, got her in the home I'm alone With her
S-T-A-R (S-T-A) S-T-A-R Each, peach, cheek bones I spy Tom Jones Tom Jones down in Peckham I spy David Beckham David Beckham on the train I spy
the stash up in my duffle man y'all boys so soft that I see they all just really ruffled Only big chips cll them boys acting like they Brad Pitt Danny boy
diamonds wetter than damn Davy Jones locker (yah, yah) Sir Ski Slump, yup, bad motherfucker They feel me like braille (they feel me like) She wet like
back like Jones Beach in '89 To the Summer-Summer-Summertime To the Careless Whispers, in the Purple Rain To makin' Modern Love in The Jefferson
with need mo, smoking on this new pheno Comatose, state blowin' hard El Nino 3.5, just cost me c-note Life too short, like Danny DeVito, Danny DeVito
to house So I can hear Dike Jones tell me He got platinum in his mouth That nigga soft He ain't never move no crack in the South Was in packaging soft
All I see is open doors All my tracks are genuinely yours I sound like Norah Jones through a pitch shift Couldn't raise the bones for a beat so I did
(Danny, Whats The Matter With You?) Young Honcho, Young Honcho Honcho, Young Honcho GV Honcho Young Honcho man Chea yea, yeah Kiss on her lips down
Danny Tanner Even take over his mansion And call it Jones Manor I do what I want and never lie Bitch, I'm all candor (That's right) And you can catch This
I'm a friend of Mister Pastry I'm a friend of Allen Jones I'm a friend of Shirley Bassey I'm a friend of your chromosomes I'm a friend
to house So I can hear Dike Jones tell me He got platinum in his mouth That nigga soft He ain't never move no crack in the South Was in packaging soft
the block, felt up, a love jones (yeah) The reason why your ho got them rug burns (ah) It's no limit, call me Mr. Serv-On (yeah) Work all day 'til the work
folks out there might know where Elvis is, you can call too and tell me. I ain't talking 'bout the Bat-Phone. It's the E-Phone. Danny Partidge, Wayne
the bullshit cease, increase the war fuck the peace Make shit hot like rockin' tube socks at Jones Beach In the summer, number one gunner run for cover
And since my slab a brown whip I call it Indiana Jones get it A brown whip ah fuck it y'all rappers too slow I'm dirty dancing with the freaks in the new
they can't stand up next to ya Wit a candle or they hand out gotta handle On it Danny rand when I glow up I’ll put a tan on ya shoulders Please
trouble in the Tanner household tonight Cause DJ and Danny had a big fight Don't worry it'll all work out cause There's only ten min. left To go in the show
crushing haters We're avoiding failure, just a group of dream chasers In the favor of the Savior, bye player we'll see you later Jones, see you later Living
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