Lyrics:
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
Dooley Jones, Dooley Jones
You're no man's son, you're no mans child
Spring time satisfaction
This infants heart is wild
Dooley walks the highways
Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Has got me reminiscing on the good times
Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Has got me reminiscing on the good times
GOING CRAZY
A QUARTER AT A TIME
HE STOPPED LOVING HER TODAY
OH, BUT I'M STILL DOING TIME
I'VE GOT JONES ON THE JUKEBOX
AND YOU ON MY MIND
THE COWBOYS IN
Ask the girl of the hour by the water tower's watch
If your friends took a fall, are you obligated to follow
Time after, time after time
When
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 the console
And after only a mere fortnight of scooting, Dino Sore planted his kickstand for one last time in the heart of Alberta, the home of the Edmonton 5000,
Oh time after time, after time, after time
Oh I had a date with maggie lou
I thought we'd be along
I took her hand and just began
To make myself
leaving
Katana all on my hip
Woah, you know your lucky to be breathing
Put some respect on my gangsta my nigga
You know i do it all on my jack jones
Baddy
Yeah, Double O Devin, Ow
Jones
Skinny physique, but I'm a beast Raised in the heat, I was runnin' the streets
Draped in designer, my swag is unique
and indecent
Hit one more time wit a black jack then dragged in the precinct
Still don't know what the back and forth, looking meaner, meant stripped
Made
chilling on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
Memory lane up in
[Mike Jones]
Hoes these days mayne, I'm telling y'all
They scandalous baby, scandalous baby
That's why
[Lil' Bran]
I, can't, stand you
Man?
Last time I saw you you were sayin' fare thee well to Harlem
(Jack) I done bin wise g'wine an' I ain't g'wine there n'more
(Johnny) You sho' come
all the way from Chicago.
ANNOUNCER: Oh…all right, all right. I'll put you on last…after Tiny Joe Dixon.
DEENA JONES: Oh thank you, now which one is
the road jack
Dreamin' of that tour life
Can't be held back
Breaking away, no cap
Ain't no fuckin' time to nap
Rather sell crack, rather trap
Than sign my
jiggaboo Jones
Boom on these niggas like jiggaboo Jones
Boom on these niggas like... uh
Elevate til i move way pass the top
Dont give a fuck about who in
knew what's wrong you don't really like to talk
Baby I was gone way before you let me go
I know time goes by and she goes by too fast
You been on my mind
pissin
After we pass her like Rondo
Walkin her out now she crippin
COD I’m on a mission
If it’s a fact, then you fiction
All up in Onyx like Mike Jones
favorite song we in a two seater fuck in the front we don't got no backseat
They on some Jones shit on my bloodline like how I rap they tryna jack genes
Bad
have time for small talk no more
After I’ve spent to years
On my own
I’ve spent to years on my own
I don’t, I don’t have time
For small talk no more
Liquor, Addy, and weed, only law we abide by
Rap game Jack Black, Lil Lebowski, just some dudes who abide high
Juice be loose off the Belaire, I be
interest believably
But still I keep knocking back glass after glass
With a passion matched only by Jack Lemmon
I'm having more rounds than a glee club
I'm
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