Lyrics:
Jones
The very first time I met her I
Saw her from across the room
And instantly we both became consumed by the thought
Of she and I being together
first time I met her, I saw her from across the room
And instantly we both became consumed by the thought
Of she and I being together, so I headed in her
But I don't like her.
FATHER: Don't like her?! What's wrong with her? She's
beautiful, she's rich, she's got huge... tracts of land.
HERBERT: I
CAME HERE FOR
THEY'VE GOT ME THROUGH IT BEFORE
BY GEORGE
IT'S STRAIT OR JONES FOR SURE
MIGHT AS WELL PLAY NOTHN'
IF YOU DON'T PLAY SOMETHIN' BY GEORGE
you give it?
John: well, can you give it?
George: well, i can take it!
John: okay!
Well, if you give it if you want it
And you if you want it you can
Shadow Wax
Super late, super late
Shadow Wax
You don't skip on
We got the
We got the
Shadow Wax, get it stoney
You don't skip on, I'm not no Jibroni
I
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
The King's daughter may be
next.
St. George: Mmm-hmm. You got a lead?
Chief: Oh, nothing much to go on. Say, did you take that .45 automatic into
(woo)
Y'all couldn't wait for this shit to drop (y'all couldn't)
I ain't got no rap friends left 'cause all the shit I pop (I don't)
And if y'all know
The King's daughter may be
next.
St. George: Mmm-hmm. You got a lead?
Chief: Oh, nothing much to go on. Say, did you take that .45 automatic into
(baby), baby, (baby), baby, (baby)" yeah
She called me George Jetson, she called me George Jones
I was her Georgie-Porgie, now she's gone
How was I
than these bitches
And I'm just so sick of this shit, it's ridiculous
Middle finger to the feds, (?) all day
Take her out to eat then I make a bitch
Wit' rent still?
A bitch won't make it past first
Base if I curve her
Unless she got Angels In The In Field
I keep a 40 below, a 45
You add the wind
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
personal time
All the lagging and the dragging
(Yo, I got something to do that day)
Yeah, you sound like an old bitch nagging
Fuck that fronting! We're
me, when I'm up in there I'm beatin' it
Givin' ya that Mike Jones' treatment
I could tell by the way she walk that she got it
Body so delit, you
Better watch out for the boys in blue
And all this small town "he said, she said"
Ain't it funny how rumors spread?
Like, "I know something y'all don't
to me
That perhaps JLo was
Just thinking of how far we'd all come
That now we can all celebrate our asses
I don't know maybe
If she didn't have a new
I know
Spreading rumors
Gonna take down these (woah)
Don't make me do Regina George
Don't make me do Regina George
Don't make me spread rumors
Fast
Casey Jones
She sat there on the bed
She got the telegram
That her poor husband was dead
She said Go to bed children
And hush your cryin'
You got
Casey Jones
She sat there on the bed
She got the telegram
That her poor husband was dead
She said Go to bed children
And hush your cryin
You got
Casey Jones
She sat there on the bed
She got the telegram
That her poor husband was dead
She said Go to bed children
And hush your cryin'
You got
a minute"
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
a minute"
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
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