Lyrics:
new house no doormat
Music I excel at
My West York grades they fall flat
Davy Jones
Davy Jones
I got hoes
I'm Davy Jones
Davy Jones
Davy Jones
I got
Ill Will ill Will's alive yea Killah Priest
Nasdaq Dow Jones ha ha
Guns for gun streets filled
With rivers of blood
Raised in the PJ's with real
I know you mad cause they fuckin' with my music and it's not yours
Now you wanna copy like I'm spanish on a chalkboard
You still ain't got a key
He's the angel of funky jones
Feel the music down in your soul
Feel the angel of funky jones
From your head down to your toes
He's the angel
bones
Mrs. Jones aww Mrs. Jones aww
Cry me a river but just take me home
Oh, Mrs. Jones aww Mrs. Jones
Sorry man I gotta a gut slit me fucking ran
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
Jones oh Mrs. Jones oh
Cry me a river but just take me home
Mrs. Jones oh Mrs. Jones
Sorry man I gotta a gut slit me
Fucking ran away with my abortionist
not no motherfuckin phony
Hanging out with my girl
When she's honing
Don't you know about me and Bimba Jones
Stoney likes to see
Pure music joints
the turning lane
I'm jamming Screw music while I'm waiting, in the turning lane
"Who is Mike Jones?" anticipated, in the turning lane
[Chorus]
[Mike
away and let him be
He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Who?)
Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones)
I'm back my music tracks about
[Hook]
You can ride all day long
Another mike diesel production (Mike Jones)
But you?ll never catch Mr. Jones (Mr. Jones)
He?s got a gang that?s
[Mike Jones]
Mike Jones!! Who? Mike Jones!! Who? Mike Jones, Jones!!
My album, "Who is Mike Jones?"
My album, "Who is Mike Jones?"
"Swishahouse
Mr jones
Mr jones
Mr jones
Hey from below
Are you watching
Are you watching
Are you watching us down here below
We don’t
We don’t quite know
head...
It was lucky for us I turned the radio on
They say that music sooths the savage beast
There was something in that voice that stopped us seeing red
ESKIMO PIE
(George Jones)
« © '57 Glad Music »
You can talk about your Frauleins and your pretty Geisha girls
And about the one you got in
Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better watch your speed
Trouble ahead, trouble behind
And you know that notion just crossed
Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better watch your speed
Trouble ahead, trouble behind
And you know that notion just crossed
El OG con Gold2 Latin Music mi compañía
Nigga, I'm done
Siempre ando con James Jones
Por debajo 'el agua en alta, por el expreso en un maquinón
cold river you'll feel
The ghost of Macon Jones
Some say he died, with a smile on his face
Others say he cried, he never found his place
If you
[talking]
Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones (Who)
Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones
Put ya lighters up, put ya lighters up
Mike Jones-Jones-Jones, I get...
ready to party
Everybody Jones, everybody Jones
Like oh my God, you guys isn't that like Jim Jones
He's totally amazing, do you know how he did that song
As I swim up the Nile River, shawty so wet
Ah
24 karat
Uh
I really feel I was put here to do something special
So let me paint this picture, yo
Who? Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones!
2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo' baby, geah!
I'm holdin' wood wheel in the turnin' lane, in
the music's up loud, man, I jones real bad
Lyric overload in club, in the boat
In Jeep, in America, Tribe goin' mad
Females vibe while my niggas just ride
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