Lyrics:
need your bitches 'cause I got my own hoes
Prince of my city and she Apolon', whoa
Run it up, run it, run it like Jackie Jones
She told me sign her
I was at the mall, and this girl passed me by
So I like her booty she said hey boy
That's when I made my move
I jammed up and jammed re-over there
dolphins need two coffins
All she want is some heel money, all she need is some bill money
He take his time, he counts it out, I weighs it up, that's real
dolphins need two coffins
All she want is some heel money, all she need is some bill money
He take his time, he counts it out, I weighs it up, that's real
dolphins need two coffins
All she want is some heel money, all she need is some bill money
He take his time, he counts it out, I weighs it up, that's real
but when I see ha she wanna hug me
Super swagga charismatic all my bitches love that
I love things about her (but I don't love her)
I love the way she
call me bae
I said, oh you got the touch, still I take precaution
I told her I ain't know none of the suckers she been involved with
I fuck her till
her, spark up the Jone
Shawty in the sky, she's stargazing
I'm lit, I see you wanna take me out
I want a bad bitch, and she dress like a model
You need
fluctuate
Got time but life getting hard no she don't want to wait
And to this day she Gammy baby
Different ones she loved they did her hella shady
Never gave
What's up, darlin'?
I been keeping my eye on your movement
I can't see no room for improvement
Why you all over there in your Jack Jones?
You
listenin
Cause I'm about to take you on a George Porgie mission
"Can it be I've stayed away too long" (2X)
I gave him the number, I saw it in his eyes
by a single lightbulb
Swung through a you-turn and stopped in a cloud of dust
I opened the door and got out
But my benefactor made no move to follow
don't care if she get her
Hair or her neck pulled
And she can go all night
Her heart pump Red Bull
She just wan' do it all day
She don't even take
That shit ain't got my ppl nth
George and Eric couldn't breath
Want us to suffocate to death
They tryna get us one by one
Til I'll entire race is gone
yaknahmean?
You a Buttercup girl
Oh is that right?
Yeah
Well, I got Love Jones for you
Word, tell me about it
Chorus: Angel Cake
Doing her thing on my love pole
Pass me the mic because I got something to say
I like to rock my baby like George McCrae
Money is steep can't catch sleep
keep the work under the seat
She do it for me take a trip to port her off to the beach
Tell her homie hold it down cause we hustle to eat
And got
gimme 50, drop n gimme 50
Drop n gimme 50, girl drop n gimme 50
[Mike Jones]
Lil mama right there bad
She dropping 'n shaking fast
Come holla I got
that I'm leaning on
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
She's my holy Jones
(Holy Jones)
I got a thirst for her love, comin' on strong
She's my heart and soul
the fear of becoming you to get me though college
So don't die, far away, don't die yet
I just smoke
Don't die, don't die yet, far away things take
Bitch, I don’t do half of that
Slid all in my DM’s she begging me just let her out
I said where you want to cum
She said put it in her Mouth
A menace
dress so well, yeah
I want to ring her bell, yeah
Rock that boat she yell'
Yeah, hell yeah
I know that she love' me but
I don't think she likes me
Cuz
know I got ya back
(Act like it man)
I don't wanna see you get played by no hood rat
What? Dawg she ain't no hood rat!
Watch how you talk about her
and get it, you gotta make it happen
You gotta handle business, living like an assassin
Be sure to pack a weapon, now I don't have a gun
But I got sense
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