Lyrics:
ol' possum I ain't lyin'
Eight track tape deck Blasting Jones Ernest Tubb and The Rolling Stones
In the beer joints and down by the bucking shoots
Tre-Eight Snub it, and don't think nuttin' of it
It's the way of the wolves, it's how they train us to move
Get it poppin' when we shoppin' niggas hold down
every night
Get your drink on do it right
Get those jeans on it fit tight
You gotta new Jeep
Flexin hard on the gram
You get no sleep you addicted
need to let me get behind your backbone
'Cause I'm the man for the job, let me work it
I won't waste no time, I'll make it worth it
One hundred
it, and don't think nothin' of it
It's the way of the wolves, it's how they train us to move
Get it poppin' when we shoppin' niggas hold down the two's
it must be out of luck
My old libido has been
Blowing a transistor
I feel like I have been hit by a fuck
Yeah
I'm Jones' in' on love
Yeah I got
No Jim Jones, niggas calling me Capo
I swerve on a lil nigga just like a pothole
You ain't even know I was gone make it, no Rocko
Ball on a lil
feet right off the ground,
You're the love I've found,
Dr Jones, Jones,
Calling Dr Jones,
Dr Jones, Dr Jones,
Get up now,
Dr Jones, Jones,
Calling Dr
pass
But, I'm faded and I got a little sedated
I can't believe we made it, every night we celebrate it
I live like Jim Morrison, no telling where I'll
the whip wet
Ballin like Jim Jones they think its Dipset
All these Blue hunnits wit me like a crip set
Investin' manifestin' what I ain't get yet
The lesson
knock-kneed and sloppy, but not me
I'm I-N-D, E-P-E, N-D-E-N-T
[Chorus]
It was a jam at the center, and the party was shakin'
And the poppers was poppin
and you're not alone.
'Cause Nancy sure loves you and she's gonna take care of ol' Jones.
[Chorus]
So cry on my shoulder and let's both get over the bad.
This is more than a typical kinda thing
Felt the jones in my bones when you were touching me, oh oh
Didn't want to take it slow
In a daze, going
By the end of the night, I'm tryna toss you up
So fuck what you tell me
We could get it crackin' wit this bottle of Belve
Cranberry and mix, show me
it must be out of luck
My old libido has been
Blowing a transistor
I feel like I have been hit by a fuck
Yeah
I'm Jones' in' on love
Yeah I got
Before it's all over, I'ma meat this chick
Probably treat this chick, mo' betta
'Cause if you ain't know, thugs and ladies go together
Poppin' my
by the pain
And the shames that stay
He had to get away
Placebo Jones stayed in bed
With dark thoughts in his head
In the deep, sad and cold
Time his
no man, what
Damn, to me you look perfect
Bend that ass over; let me see how you work it
Poppin' and shakin', get on your knees hit the dirt
Girl I go
bitches, I bang all three
Say, "Yo, Meth, fuck it, throw a Jim Brownski
Versace, banana color robes and my socks be"
Them Billie Jean shits and they real
don't stop, watch the Pun get wicked
When I stick it even Luke be like, "Don't stop, get it get it"
Up in the hot tub, poppin' bubbly
Rubbin' your
to kiss
I deep stroke, and make her bite her fist
The lights is on, the night is grown
We get it poppin' 'cause we know we can when wifey home
let's overdub a little a little finger p-
No, no, no Clem no!
By greckins you put a little, little bit, a little finger poppin' on thar
it's gonna be
big Snoop Dogg
Produced by Niggarachi niggarachi! Entitled
The "Time Is Now"!
Time is now, it's going down, in my town
Time is now cause it's going
Coming on strong
And giving me the eye
Ain't no way
I'm gonna pass it by
Tonight we're gonna do it
Gonna get it right
Me and Miss Mary
Gonna start
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