Lyrics:
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
Georgia with it
Last verse, did you get it? Nah
Never mind, just throw that cash in a duffle
As I'm on my Hollywood shuffle
Eatin' your dollar truffles,
A child as pure as a mountain stream that ran through her hometown
Then happened by the slick Tom Shark in his hand she was clay
She got caught and faced
nothing but trouble
And for that reason there, I keep my shit in my pants
Because (I, can't, stand you scandalous hoes)
[Mike Jones]
Yeah! I watch my
John Jones
I got the mild for the low from smokin' plenty optimos
Tryna make a quick flip like my patna Maceo
I'm shinin' on my haters, signin'
Tom Jones, Tom Jones
I could never throw my knickers at you
And I don't come from Wales
Still haven't solved our problems
You mean we hate each others
angered
Wiley's raw talent ain't ever been pampered
Scrimp and scrape, standard
I did what Javan did
Bullied my way to the top like a bandit
Come through
way)
Cause I got nuttin to lose, suttin to prove, I'm screamin' EASTSIDE
(EASTSIDE!!!)
While I dump on you dudes (Dip-Set!)
And what we live by (yeah),
Or the honest and simple things he did
There's some folks cryin' on this hillside today
That know about the humble way he lived
It's a sad day in Floyd County,
said what Preacher Casey said.
Everybody might be just one big soul
It looks that-a way to me
So everywhere you look in the day or night
That's
through my cha-ka-ras
You dont know by now its obvious
That i really really got this shit
Oh shit. Yeah my mouth is just stale af
Yeah pass me the juice.
radar gun at me
Hey why you going my way
Flying down the highway
You trying to get yourself killed
Pull over it's Sheriff Jones!
Hey I'm asking nicely
At 17 thought I was grown, had to move on
Moved out Jones home, had to do this on my own
My grandma left my life, I felt it wasn't right
I get awards
How did it happen?
How did it get this far?
How did it ever start?
And do you feel the same?
Mister Jones
He drive on empty, yeah
Mister Jones
by my own screams
Lucifer masturbated in my dreams
It means somebody's gonna get fucked
In the worst way and none of y'all hoes
Is touchin' my wordplay
stopped us from killing each other (tom jones, tom jones)
You'll never know but you saved our lives (tom jones, tom jones)
[Cerys] I've never thrown my
that eleven,
The sent me back to school this beat took me to heaven
Im giving ya'll good news me and lyrics are married
Now its Tom on the ones and twos
that eleven,
The sent me back to school this beat took me to heaven
Im giving ya'll good news me and lyrics are married
Now its Tom on the ones and twos
that eleven,
The sent me back to school this beat took me to heaven
Im giving ya'll good news me and lyrics are married
Now its Tom on the ones and twos
went insane like Jones too just by proxy listening to this bullshit
So badly did I want populism in Trump to be real
The movement was real it was
have been the only thing that cloaks
Every potent haunted notion that festers up to the morning
Tom Brady when I score it
PxP bout to be touring
Honest
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
first notes I saw no elastic bands
Steel pan drums
Brix not Brum won't ever get bagged with sticks or guns
My first baby that's a bold win
And it's called
sittin sideways
My way, have to do it Friday
I'm comin, I'm comin ain't gone lie, say I'm comin
Grill with tha woman
On tha block first and the leads
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