Lyrics:
And their game was basketball
The center, a massive collection of bones
Was known by the nickname of Skyscraper Jones
The forwards were both
Brilliant ball
doesn't
Well that's alright
She's going to meet up with her girls
Out there by the bandstand
Listen to some country music like a Country fan
She loves
The only ones under the sun
A life well lived goes by so fast
Our snowglobe has become an hour glass
I'm so glad I was wrong, no one wants to be all alone,
ain't no stopping us
They watching us like binoculars
This Christmas
Baby, you know what it is
December, Wondering if I brought you a gift,
I didn't, But
December comes I feel like coming home
It's Christmas in my heart
When I'm with you
No matter where we are or what we do
Tomorrow may be grey
We may
, having fun
But like a river always knows just where to flow
Now that December comes I feel like coming home
It's Christmas in my heart
When I'm with
"Motherly Love”
Lima Ft. Niza X
Prelude (By Hanifah George)
She’s the behind the scenes worker, underpaid in thank yous,
Winning in spaces she’s
Jones
(Ah ha ha ha ha ha)
Happy ever after in the market place
Desmond lets the children lend a hand (Arm! Leg!)
Molly stays at home and does her pretty
warm
By the fire place
‘Cause the winter storms
Like to come and rain on your parade
Girl don’t be afraid
You know I’ll be home
For the holidays
I’ll be
of the gooserace was. No matter now; his past trials and tribulations melted like butter. Even in a place like this, he and his sun could dance, dance, dance their
take this shit)
But on his way in (I can't take it no more, holmes)
He has a sudden change of heart (Shit is mine)
And suddenly (I gotta do this)
His
take this shit)
But on his way in (I can't take it no more, holmes)
He has a sudden change of heart (Shit is mine)
And suddenly (I gotta do this)
His
take this shit)
But on his way in (I can't take it no more, holmes)
He has a sudden change of heart (Shit is mine)
And suddenly (I gotta do this)
His
of Jones
Known for sown seeds, don't get it twisted we break bones
Uproot from homes, take the cutest turn 'em into trolls and gnomes
So far fetched, so far
Struggle gon' come in, no matter the season
Life about serving like Venus, Serena
Right now, it's cold, right now it's Christmas
Gotta get you and the Christ
Papi
No Christmas time but I know you like it naughty
Hands feel good when rubbing on that bawdy
Thick boys for the win
If I'm your joker you my Harley
This is for the likes of Abner Louima
For the life of Philando Castile
Every victim of Hurricane Katrina
Praying that the Government would send
gone
Tearing down the 'jects creating plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my God
both outta place, get drunk hop the gate
Build Rome in a day, hold hands 'til they brake, ay
Love jones like real love, like old people that feel young
wanna wander carefully
Half past six, dad coming home
Mom cooking to Norah Jones
"Don't know why I didn't come," plays low
Massachusetts suburbia
Things
home bitch
My momma talking about my homecoming
Who you coming home with
I don't know
Cause this place ain't home
Imma snap like I'm Mahomes
I need
Mid-November
WNIC
I'll be home for Christmas
Alone with Bing Crosby
Drive down two-seventy-five
Inside my heated orb
Pretend I'm picking up your
Absent ghost
little
Christmas single
Gives friendly smiles and waves to many LP's and EP's
But there's no need in him, they say
Like he's a broken candy cane
Which has
tongues yo
Raspy type flows, De La jones arose
Twenty five years later, ain't too much done changed, B
Owner of three homes with my eyes on a Bentley
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