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animal 

That’s my avatar 



Choco animal 

All the ladies know

By this time tomorrow 

I’ll be in a loop 

Smoking some strong to my interlude

broken can’t see 
distorted images not see in 3D 
aye wo 
no of these females ain’t ripe or ain’t right for me 
all they wanna charge a fee when you got

Possess a rich spirit
I am alive
You're still dead up in it
Keep going
Life ain't meant for slowin
Keep going
Life just keeps on rollin
Life just keeps

it's baby mother
But hearing you call my name is the greatest thing I know (Gram)
Greater than a treasure that is found by Indiana Jones (yeah)
Ain't no

behind
So goodnight
And to all my friends, I'd commute just to see you
No more darkness, I'll there by candlelight
Love is strong, I know I'll follow where

Looking for the new wave
You just lost in the boat
When I'm up in your girl
Dick will get lost in her throat
These niggas finished
They can see my finger

OD off of all the shit I'm in this bitch
He gone hate a nigga by the way I'm fucking on his bitch
Roley on you'd think a nigga slit his wrist
Roy jones

I think I need another one
I love women I think I need another one yeah
FamilyFor4Ever a division of Wavelength Recordings
Written by: Bradley Jones

a Jones for it like I'm Donell
And my girl so fucking bad
I put her ass in timeout
Know you hungry calm down
Quit sighing all loud
Got enough to go around
I

smelling ho, I'm smelling you talking 'bout something that you don't know
You cool shawty, but I got issues, I can't trust no ho
Don't blame me for it, it's

to acting atrocious
They deal with us in itty bitty doses
Thinkin it’s love just cause they gave you roses,

I ain’t lookin for no Moses
We got the power you

Sharptown Houston Texas, I affiliated 5 9
You just started saying slime, funk you not my kind
Syrup in a baby bottle, lemon pepper uber eats
Sweated by yo

to the trip 
I got my LVs kicks chick's asking for d**
Mr Jones 
Doc wats took the long the way home
No kept Nor kones

Battery 
Disorder 
He made it
Clarkey

disagree, but they all nod just the same
It depends on what you planted, if you lose or if you gain

Outside my window in the sparkling trees
You can see

Jones with mics

But I'm alone every night with no hope in sight
So the king and his knights fled the throne for mine

He left the 99 to come and get

friends  
In this game of life you're playing  
When you lose your pride 
And you feel the need for change 
When you've got nowhere to hide It is time

for pound, I'll match up with anybody
On the track, it's a fact, bitch
Tell me something! I fold you backwards
Ass-first through botox, douchebag

Cause all I do is pipe her down lil baby, throw that back
She like
Damn baby, shake it on the poll
Pop it for a Mac, drop it down and get it low
Bitches

on the line



 Copyright 2018 Words & Music By Frank D. Jones
All rights reserved. Cell (317) 443-7671
227 E Hill Valley Dr * Indianapolis. IN 46227

knowing how loved I am by the great I AM
You know my life's in his hands
He the one with the plans
He the one who I stand for
When I'm done praising, you

He’s a social  justice warrior.

He fights for Black Lives Matter -
For history he atones. 
He reads the Guardian every day
He worships Owen Jones

you 

When we pull up they be hidin 
If its drama then we riding
Official Brooklyn Native 
Cant you tell by all these diamonds

Inspired by lines

up wit dem Jones ho you doin it wrong 
You dun heard way to many city girl songs 
c bitch dat ask fa everything get hun hoe
c bitch dat ask fa nun get

a light load
I been slanging tens all week, I feel like chip jones
I don't want too much shit for Christmas just get a flip phone
I don't want that nigga