Lyrics:
Skipper Jones, Skipper Jones
Skipper Jones, Skipper Jones
JOnes Pantothop
Skipper Jones, bought a
TEN
Yo, check it out
I had a
I'm a skipper, spin
first time I met her, I saw her from across the room
And instantly we both became consumed by the thought
Of she and I being together, so I headed in her
Jones
The very first time I met her I
Saw her from across the room
And instantly we both became consumed by the thought
Of she and I being together
Listen, Ars' in no position to front
Know ya name Durrell Jones, you
Don't load and aim, you talkin' game
It's snakes in the grass but I'm
On point like
by the chicks in the club
Now they want to rub my belly wanna show ya boy some love
They see me iced up they be like wassup?
Try to jack me if you
just walk away and let him be
He?s got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Who?)
Cause you?ll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones)
[Verse 1]
I?m back my
Smile smile
The sky's a narcotic with black jack bones
Oh Mrs. Jones please Mrs. Jones my virus is raging
It's breaking my bones oh Mrs. Jones please
your iPod player
Running in circles on these tracks
Only to roll in a cage and
You crashed like a NASCAR racer
I'm a gargantuan Hall Of Famer
On stage
Jones
Along came long, lean, lanky Jones
Commercial came on, so I got up
To get myself a snack
You should've seen what was goin' on
By the time
Along came long, lean, lanky Jones
Commercial came on, so I got up
To get myself a snack
You should've seen what was goin' on
By the time that I
Jones
Along came long, lean, lanky Jones
Commercial came on, so I got up to get myself a snack
You should've seen what was goin' on by the time that
lyrically I'm more Stephen Curry with the mic though
Kyrie Irv's sweetie with that Bubba-Chuck handle
First heard me in the nineties with that native
you with rough LPs
Day after day after day
You smashed in the face by the bass of Cool J
I'm
I'm a beast on the microphone, a night stalker
came long, lean, lanky Jones
Commercial came on, so I got up to get myself a snack
You should've seen what was goin' on by the time that I got back
Down
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
Stay loyal get to work and we get you a chain
So I'm locked in like a missile
In the stu yea cookin up hits surrounded by bitches and pistols
Like mighty
Full nike outfit no jack jones
I boost physical man I got a backbone
No police on the chase I want P's in the safe so I'm going out west for a bank
Look, I'm a high card like a joker, rookie of the year come give me my trophy
Made his face all stiff like it's poker, wears Jack Jones wanna act like he
Jack Horner in the corner
Loves his Christmas pie
Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones
Let me speak to your daughter
If she gives me one more chance
I'm gonna
Jack Horner in the corner
Loves his Christmas pie
Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones
Let me speak to your daughter
If she gives me one more chance
I'm gonna
Along came long, lean, lanky Jones
Commercial came on, so I got up to get myself a snack
You should've seen what was goin' on by the time that I got
came long, lean, lanky Jones
Commercial came on, so I got up to get myself a snack
You should've seen what was goin' on by the time that I got back
Down
the orders in his hand
Said I'm gonna to take my trip
To the promised land
Casey Jones
Stepped into the cabin
Casey Jones
Orders in his hand
Casey Jones
the orders in his hand
Said I'm gonna to take my trip
To the promised land
Casey Jones
Stepped into the cabin
Casey Jones
Orders in his hand
Casey Jones
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