Lyrics:
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
else
If I hurt your pride, you should come get him
You should bring a bag cos you can't afford him
Stephen king writing I am a massacrist
I put your
as a scone
Boom on these niggas
Jiggaboo Jones
Know im the shit when i get in my zone
Bitch i move quick and im slicker than chrome
My momma told me go hard
looking so good I can't pass it up
Looking fly when you walking by
With ass so fat that I had to touch
Give it to you till you had enough
Throw it deep
champ, like Tom Brady
If I won the lottery I'd help people in Haiti
If I ask a question I need an answer no maybes
I get the business done and do
the lights (You're blinded by the)
Satisfaction! (You need that)
Hollywood
You gots to get it
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Do you want it?
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
with no help
Yeah you famous, outrageous
Can't handle me I'm contagious
Got the fire of God in my bones like I'm Jon Jones
Getting torn apart from behind
attention, it'll cost you dear
No one's depending on anyone
If you don't see that, then we can't have fun
Cause I can't be surrounded by someone
Who doesn't
me, when I'm up in there I'm beatin' it
Givin' ya that Mike Jones' treatment
I could tell by the way she walk that she got it
Body so delit, you
But how the hell, girls call Howie for a ride now
No I can't get your love I can't get satisfaction
I only get a psychotic reaction
It sounds like
my groove
I can't get no satisfaction
From no solo action
Yeah
I can't get into my mood
If you are not into my groove
I can't get no satisfaction
From
All these city lights and you the main attraction
Don't get hypnotised by the cameras flashing
One night guaranteed satisfaction
I'm known to get my
get through the day (oh, day)
Won't say no name, I'm not a snitch
But one night at the Ritz
Did some shit I shouldn't of did (at the Ritz, shouldn't
bad and I'm feelin' fine
'Cause "Who Is Mike Jones" coming
"Who Is Mike Jones" coming
I get you crunk when I open my mouth
My diamonds shine when
want you)
I must get home and get back to real life
Woke up like Tom cruise in Vanilla Sky okay
(Woke up like Tom cruise in Vanilla Sky okay)
Can't tell
the lights (You're blinded by the)
Satisfaction! (You need that)
Hollywood
You gots to get it
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Do you want it?
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
the hell, girls call howie for a ride now
No I can't get your love I can't get satisfaction
I only get a psycotic reaction
It sounds like this:
Well I feel
blowing her nose
The theme song will not be
Written by Jim Webb
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell
Tom Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdinck
Half goes to the
Landlord, Lord
And half to Uncle Sam
I can't get no consolation
I don't get no paid vacation
I can't get no satisfaction
And my
why this dollar ain't worth it
USD is a fiat, that's money that ain't working
What I mean by working?
Money is a tool to gain things that can't be
bad and I'm feelin' fine
'Cause "Who Is Mike Jones" coming
"Who Is Mike Jones" coming
I get you crunk when I open my mouth
My diamonds shine when
a chokehold
Ridin' low low cause the cops loco ain't tryna see a nigga on top no mo
Drive by so slow the radar couldn't even catch a photo
One hit your deaf
love jones
To forget the pain, sipping cups full of strong. Then bury bone in a bitch if I get her home alone.
No Production Of My Environment. It's
Water when he slappin them balls
Ah-ah, that's what I ain't gon' do
Try to bust a left in the hood when I see Tom Jones
Look, that's what I ain't gon' do
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