Lyrics:
(6lement)
(Vegas Jones)
Missin' on love (talk to 'em)
My Lord, I've been messin' around (Cluminati)
Beat the depression, got me leanin' on you (I thank
has an O-level in chemo-hygiene.
Simon-Zinc-Trumpet-Harris (T.J.) , married to a very attractive table
lamp. Nigel Incubator-Jones (J.C.), his best
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
Tryna get that Benz 180 on the dash
Never mind the model it just gotta go fast
Plus I need all my cash
Wooooooooohoooooo
Jones came thru and he smells so
the names
Play Etta James, too, play "I'd Rather Go Blind"
Play it for the man with the telepathic mind
Play John Lee Hooker, play "Scratch My Back"
Play
Ill Will ill Will's alive yea Killah Priest
Nasdaq Dow Jones ha ha
Guns for gun streets filled
With rivers of blood
Raised in the PJ's with real
my life for you
I got a love jones for your
Body and your skin tone
Five minutes alone I'm already on the bone
Plus I love the fact you got
A mind
it, you play the game by the rules that's connected wit' it
It's not a win if you lost your respect to get it
Took a loss on my first trip to Broadway
my name?
I set off for distant shores
But now I'm off to meet Davy Jones
The siren song has set my sails astray
And she leads me to my watery grave
gone
Tearin' down the 'jects creatin' plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my guy
23 a slice
Transactions by the building, uptown Harlem world, Manhattan where we kill them (Taz)
Plus my project way of thinking spending most my
I've got my peace of mind
On the westbound number nine
My Pa is with his moonshine friends
Drinkin Deacon Jones' bathtub gin
Deacon Jones
Catching the westbound number nine
Gonna leave this town, leave it far behind
Gonna leave while I've got my peace of mind
On the westbound number
was funny.
But who's the dummy
now you done lost the hustler
my down-ass brother gonna be replaced by a bustler
and though I got love for you
I know I
simple
Goin' all out doing the most, she want a lil' bit of attention
Gave her something long and rigid now she wanna me by misses
My shoes tied, I ain't
at the seams
Looking a little Haggard and feeling kinda Jones
Walking down the road
A sacred path of stone
A troubadour 's dream I can feel it in my bones
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
of the sky
Moon shot when we fly yeah
Paper hand just might cry
Price could blow your mind
Won't let it pass me by
We on a all-time high yeah
We at a all time
like my Netflix loaded
(Get em')
Telling your boss brick city boys is fire
Never mind
Half of y'all be talking through the wire
Media slandered me
So
in an alley
Now I mind my business cause I'm rhymin down in Cali
I ain't playin' when sayin' kings of the ghetto
Feel they losing ground
Vato's
When 16 ain't enough
It's funny niggas, it's been on my mind lately
When 16 ain't enough, having a dope beat, dope idea
16 bars ain't enough!
How
Everyone one step away
From being broke
So what you value most?
Everything must change
That's straight from Quincy Jones
Or George Benson
What you
guaranteed you'll be there"
My sister'd be there, my mother'd be there
So
Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday?
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind
haunted house
Surrounded by your silence now
That's when all my ladies call
Sarah tells me to relax
I'm buggin' on myself
Why am I so goddamn mad your shit
.jpg/226px-Etta_Baker_(cropped).jpg "Etta Baker")
.jpg/192px-Etta_Cameron_(1970).jpg "Etta Cameron")
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