Lyrics:
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
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
know? Yeah you did; there it was, there it is
"Is that Coolio?" Naw bitch, let me in
Jibba-jabba snatcher get at ya, spit at actors & rappers
Hang
ain't know? Yeah you did; there it was, there it is
"Is that Coolio?" Naw b****, let me in
Jibba-jabba snatcher get at ya, spit at actors & rappers
ain't know? Yeah you did; there it was, there it is
"Is that Coolio?" Naw b****, let me in
Jibba-jabba snatcher get at ya, spit at actors & rappers
spanish dudes?
Well, they'll eat ya ass up like Spanish food,
have you hot like Spanish fly,
and you gonna need a fan to get'cho panties dry.....
Chorus:
cScP, or as he like to say,
We'll get it to you un-delay.That's what he said.
He don't speak spanish But we got Spanish delivery, man.
cnd apparently
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 say right, I say wrong
Change your mind or we'll never get along
Whole world's full of anger and hate
Brother don't keep fanning the flame
You say
the girls passed by and he winked his eye;
He said, "I'm July Jones,
I'm the man for you, I'm six foot two,
All muscle, meat and bones."
Chorus:
Great
Baby, you understand me now
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
No one can always be an angel
When everything goes wrong you see some bad
Well I'm
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
got free liquor
You jackin his name and stick to make you jones get thicker
What you want to do man?
Yo, check it
Some niggas be on the mic,
Yeah, I'm chillin' on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
don't beat me up is on my birthday.
BRIAN
Oh shut up.
BEN
Well, your type makes me sick! You come in here, you get treated like
Royalty, and everyone
with this Glizzy
Call my nigga Deezy
Like you know it's time to show out
Got some shit that's piercing amor
In the trap well up the load out
I'm
know me from that block where we move them rocks)
(You better make it fast, watch your ass, or get pursued by cops)
You don't know what its like up
know me from that block where we move them rocks)
(You better make it fast, watch your ass, or get pursued by cops)
You don't know what its like up
the weather
Know it gets cold on them long nights
It's you I wanna hold on them long nights
We got separated by this long drive
Now I hit your phone to see if
away the key, boys
Mr. Jones is not like you or me
Lock him up, tight
'Cause if he had the chance he might
Show us that we're wrong and that's the one
dyin' to know)
Well holla at him
Hey busta (what's good ma?)
I've been a fan since way back when you dropped "woo-hah"
(Woo-hah!) yeah, that was my
Give me the mic, I been gone for a minute
I stepped out the building
I'm back in this bitch and you know I'm gone kill it
That's just what I do
If
camera block
You outta work, I know it's tough
But enough is enough
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah,
all know each other
With the command of your voice, they all
Become lovers, lovers, lovers, lovers
[Mike Jones]
I can catch boppers like Paul
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