Lyrics:
been down so low just to get me up by drinkin' anything I can find
But now when they say Jones what are you on I just smile and say, loveshine.
I found
Alright.
[Broad]
Excuse me.
[Waiter]
Uh, yes ma'am.
[Broad]
I have a reservation. It's for Jones.
[Waiter]
For Jones? Let me see here for
doubled up muddy cup, same purple stuff killed Jim Jones
Brick weigher, hit maker on an island, nigga, I'm Kim Jones
Real trapper, cook it outside
Jones, he passed away, of a broken heart
And just plain unhappiness.
CHORUS
(It's too late, he's goin' home)
Come and get me Mr. jones
(It's too late,
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 2]
I used to get dissed by
like I'm Jim Jones
Bought a new chain, left it on my dresser box, where it's locked
Pulled up in some dead stocks, dress socks, wearin' crocs
Dressed
you can get, it's the American Dream bitch
Man I'm a middle finger figure, a million dollar mission
Poppin' like Orville Redenbacher, with
I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my hand
And that beautiful girl was just a beautiful man
And old Jim just got sick right there on the floor
again I'm on stage rockin
20,000 people they yellin feedin my ego
When it's over the groupies they wanna know what's poppin
00N9na, known for dippin
From
again I'm on stage rockin
20,000 people they yellin feedin my ego
When it's over the groupies they wanna know what's poppin
00N9na, known for dippin
From
mean he’s
With Nas and them if you don’t get
The gist of what I’m trying to
Tell you, that’s like my man, Jim
Jones, Santana and one of them, going
Let's start the year off right man
(That birthday s***)
Dip-set man Jim Jones, Santana, Freaky, Killa
Enough, let's do it Killa
Up and now
- watch the cops when they eye us
Yeah - you know our block starts riots
[Chorus 2X: Jim Jones, Juelz Santana]
If it's drama we can start it
think she like me)
She let it hit the floor, made it pop
(What Else!?) got my pedal to the floor
Screamin fk the cops (Do It)
(Jim Jones)
We fly high, No
Diamond hands hodl hella bands
I invest money very often
Tip toe with this crypto
Feel like Jim Jones way I'm ballin
Big whale I make money moves
In
a Doberman
Coming to see Cam, for some coke again
[Jim Jones]
Shit, it's the first of the month
Yo, I'm the first on the block for the cycle
A rock that is
Come on!
Jim Jones where you at baby?
Juelz Santana (I feel good right now man)
This is music right here
Once again where you at
I feel like
going on," he said, "I can just feel it in the air"
He went to get the hangin' judge, but the hangin' judge was drunk
As the leading actor hurried by in
hard to coexist
Still don't get it twisted Jim cared about his kids
Such is life tough love in situations
Blessings in disguise that can lead
phat
Look like it's cotton soft, god damn
Had to pass one to my nigga,
That's my dawg, yeah yeah yeah
I be classy
But still be poppin off
Verse:
Right
that Marion boy
[Chorus: Cam'Ron + Jim Jones - repeat 2X]
You got weed? Smoke it, You got dice? Roll it
You got guns? Shoot it, You got a ho? Stroke it
KushedGod, bitch, the realest
Uh huh, Pete Rock, Smoke DZA
Right, soul brother number uno
Let's get it, homie and you know
Right let's go, DZA
In a perfect
[talking]
Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones (Who)
Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones
Put ya lighters up, put ya lighters up
Mike Jones-Jones-Jones, I get
been dipset
Juelz Santana
With A bandana
It's the the way
Man dipped him
Them times messy cainrows
Like Jim Jones
Dipset flow
Cam'ron wit the pink drip
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