Lyrics:
blow it up, when my album drop I'ma sew it up"
[Mike Jones]
You know me, I'm 'bout that paper, no time to deal with haters
Screens fall in
understand
Just what you will say when you get home
Because something is happening here but you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. Jones?
You raise up
understand
Just what you'll say
When you get home
Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You raise
you get huff wit me
And let me stuff your Philly blunt with this black sensi 'cause
(Most definitely)
We can continuously
Get high like the clouds
jones
"You'll be loved by the millions
And great at your task
But no one will see who is under the mask
Cover your face, Mr jones, my dear
It's hot
Trying to keep this hot shit
At a low speed
And if you don't know about it
Then it's low-key
I get it I get it I'm losing my mind God is my witness I'm
and get it, you gotta make it happen
You gotta handle business, living like an assassin
Be sure to pack a weapon, now I don't have a gun
But I got sense
Everyone in that room to
Come up with something completely new
And that's what is, completely new you know
We we experiment with things
And they get better,
understand what you'll say
When you get home
You know something is happening
You don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You raise up your head
And you
viciously
This guy I didn't know, walked up to me
But the closer he got, the more I could tell
It was the man they call Howard Cosell
The guy you'd see
Hoes call me za cause I'm blunt bitch
Don't get caught up in your mind gotta lock in
Spaxe finna was tweak out
Jones had lock in
Lock on my heart
till they play you like a fool
Put the spoon down or you'll get a smack
Oi! Mick Jones nicked my pudding, then I said
Oi! Mick Jones leave my
you so incognito
And she wanna come back to mi casa
But the closest she'll get is this migos
Girl ima Don need some Julio
Catching bodies like Jones
On the, DJ tip I'm like savoir-faire
'Cause you can probably find me anywhere
I'm the best from West, I'm the beast from the East
I'm the old school,
Paranoia
Big dank yeah yeah
California
Big dane great dane
I'm very loyal
Big deal (here ouu
South of howard
Woof yeah you know me I act a dog
I got the ppl
this time you'll never know
You're so afraid to take your turn
You know that you are gonna burn
Cause you wanna be
Like Howard Stern
Like Howard Stern
Blige
When it's poppin' like this, you can't be a coward
Shorty freaks fuckin' beats like Adina Howard
My squad is hard, with players,
the jungle, turn you to spaghetti
Nigga be acting like they are so real
I pull out that chopper let 'em
Niggas see how it feel
Sippin' on actavis, you know how
Just what you gonna say when you get home
Yes, because you know something is happening
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mr. Jones
You walk in so
Jim Jones ? Scarz
[Jim Jones]
I?m speeding through my days
off to see tomorrow but you
get one chance at life (one chance)
so if I do die
to get my dick licked
Sex is so good, when I'm twisted
Gone off X-O, let yourself go
To a world, that only Mike Jones know
[Hook - 2x]
[Mike Jones]
I
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
the grass, lookin' like Pinocchio
Mess with me, I'm gon' hit you with my little toe
If I want it, I get it, I go out and grind it
Ain't nobody stopping me now
you're feelin' alone
This is the story of Angela Jones
I don't know (I don't know but)
What I've been told
Just get your money don't lose your soul
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