Lyrics:
matter fact he'll be here in a minute
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for
check your mail
Cos I'll come by post that fine put holes in your dough like homer
Full, nike outfit no jack jones
I boost physical man I got a backbone
Reggie Wayne, I don't like them colts
Chronic blowin' so we all choke
Ricky Williams, and Lamar O
Udawnis Haslem & Pac Man Jones
Josh Howard, Yeah we all
Gina, Tommy
Pussy is a weapon and my hoes think I'm Simon
And Simon say go and get my motherfucking money
Young mula bitch, tell them hoes, take their
goin broke so I don't dig into my stash
I'm cool as Brian Robbins on the show _Head of the Class_
If you don't get the picture, make the camera go flash
must I say what must I do
To show how much i think about freek'n you
Oooh, I could go on for days
But I couldn't go on for weeks
I can even play with
before got Jones
Wake up early and go, still be late to the parties
Blame the watches I own I'm showin' up ASAP, Rocky
Stop me, Murakami my carpets
about freek'n you
What must I say
What must I do
To show how much
I think about freek'n you
Oooh, I could go on for days
But I couldn't go on for
than fifteen minutes ago
And you told me that it was cool
I graduated from Howard U
My job is paying good money too
And if you check on my resume
Can't fine no holes in my lines, boy, Jones is the truth
Traded in that Impala, I need a hole in the roof
Here you go, you need proof
The boy is balling,
Haha, but I'm tryin' (But I'm tryin')
Don't let me meet your cousins 'cause I know they fine ('cause I know they fine)
Your mama must be fine (hey,
know you deserve this
You know you deserve this
I must go out and live di life dat mi whan-ted
Humdrum suck mi teef bout mi dyey
Entitlement be mine
and it's going to
Get better as it goes, but if I have an idea
I just do it i just go for it
Yeah that's cool
There's a certain fearlessness about
You which
Wooo wooo! [in background]
Yessur! aha
New Skateboard P
Hey!
Let's go get 'em
uh-huh
yo, hola
[Verse 1]
Mearle maire, club muchacho
Asorted
feat. Jim Jones, Hell Rell, JR Writer
Cam'ron:
See the problem is I ain't goin' nowhere
You could shoot at me, you could stab at me
Take ya best
to the murder of Dr david Gunn
Who was killed in Florida
By pro-life activists
While I was living there that was
The ultimate hypocrisy I
Witnessed growing up:
lose if you paid me too
Go crazy, stay in my shoes
And wait for the day I improve
And go up by 80%
That’s just a hundred with 80 Proof
Otherwords when I
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
of me, I forgot to let y'all know
It's one thing you should never do in this game and that's sell your soul
I make a lot of sense then I go and make
by me
yeah, for real
Skit
Figuero Jones
I just wanted to take the time to say that
after everything we've been through
you known and we've done
live it (Nard & B)
I must admit, I am that nigga (yeah, yeah)
I must admit, I am that nigga (yeah, yeah)
I must admit, I am that nigga (yeah, yeah)
Bankroll got the bitches bad on the pole
Pull up to the club, I let it go let it go
They call me young Quavo throw
Young Quavo throw
We get ignorant in
'm hunting beast
Hunting season never fair warning I destroy the beacon
Deacon jones on defensive line I'll be hall of fame
Serving white millie bobby brown
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