Lyrics:
Feel It Baby
Thick Like Good Gravy
When the Jones Come Down
Can't Fuck Around
You could be Darius I could be Nina
Put that ass on you baby make you
Mrs. Jones wants to have a baby
She says that as a woman it's her right
Yes we tried to tell her
I guess that she forgot
When she and Mr. Jones were
Hey love
You say you need someone
To be there for you
To love you all night long
It's kinda funny but
I don't think you have to look no
’m home and I’m gone I might be
Count it up Count it up
Thats on me
Love my God thats Jesus piece
Ima keep flowing and smacking on beats
Big dog let me off
Issa vibe
I kind of fuck with you heavy
And that got me kind of scary
I love you just like my teddy
When we kiss it's confetti
I hope I don't kill
It be that Jesus Peace
It's raining and pouring that kind of a night
That kind of a night
That kind of a night
That kind of a night
How do I manage
the Devil's tryin' to break me down
(Jesus walks with me)
The only thing that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now (I want Jesus)
(Jesus walks)
And I
Jone's tracks
Don't catch feelings, don't call back
They wanna come and claim the cat
But ain't nobody taming that
So you can put away ya leash
I
jones don't even want a girl
While walking out your crib I'm otw to that girl
You yelling
Pissed off cause I'm not yours
Later on I text you
We still
Sista, Sista
Sista, Sista
You been on my mind
And I want you to know that you are one of kind
Sista, Sista
You been on my mind
And I want you
To Teach
I'm so in Love with you
Love with you
Ooh
That Jesus Christ He saved my soul
To Preach
And I don't want to sin against you
No More
And I don't
much money I just got me ten rands
I don't do aerobics
I just want some bonus
Minimum wage is bogus
Guess a nigga hopeless
Got some Crocs the other day
only
Makes me love Jesus more,
And this is what He came here for.
I can't imagine ever leaving now.
Now that I've been saved by love,
Saved by
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I
all)
The highest elevation 'cause we above (I need)
All that romance crap, just show your love (to get by)
You're all
Suck up on these
You're all
'm done with Satan and his games
Can't tempt me it's in vain
I don't need his money I don't want women he can give them both to Lil' Wayne yeah
I done been
your love no more
I don't wanna be your side no more
Girl I don't be your want anymore
Like I had to pull a song and
I had to crush that P on the pride
guitar and play
Mr. Jones and me look into the future
Yeah, we stare at the beautiful women
""She's looking at you"", ""I don't think so. She's looking
you want it to slip
But slippin' is somethin' I don't do
Tippin' for life that's like makin' it rain
Every month on schedule
Let me tell you, get your
loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be
Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
When I look at the television, I want to see me staring
don't walk on the water
You don't know it's a trick
Learn the trick, learn the trick
That's what Jesus, learn the trick
Learn it quick, learn it quick
by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go down
Nigga I really do my thing
Kind of fuckin' hustlers are y'all?
Yeah
I'm posted in
Out of sight out of mind
How divine am I
Now that I'm right in line
Don't know how to die
But I do know while I'm alive
Might as well find out how
Now do that shit sound like I'm popping ho
I whip on that stove and keep going until it's a pot of gold
Don't tell me you love me I know my heart
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