Lyrics:
certain
The one I love
I'm through with flirtin'
It's just you I'm thinkin' of
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
Like Jack Horner
In
certain
The one I love
I'm through with flirtin'
It's just you I'm thinkin' of
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
Like Jack Horner
In
certain
The one I love
I'm through with flirtin'
It's just you I'm thinkin' of
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
Like Jack Horner
In
certain
The one I love
I'm through with flirtin'
It's just you I'm thinkin' of
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
Like Jack Horner
In
certain
The one I love
I'm through with flirtin'
It's just you I'm thinkin' of
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
Like Jack Horner
In
the one I love
I'm through with flirtin'
It's just you I'm thinkin' of ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
Like Jack Horner in the corner
Don't go
certain
The one I love
I'm through with flirtin'
It's just you I'm thinkin' of
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
Like Jack Horner
In
that’s a no no
Hottest nigga in the game but I’m still a rookie though
I’ve been catching plays
Like my last name Jones
Call me Julio
I’ve been out
Bant-abandoned Lando, scandals over teeth then drop the sledge
Stand in broken sandals, like I'm stooping to my last resort
Land on your piano, like we flew
Julio Jones
Too many hits had to get two phones
I'm up in the spot bitch leave me alone
Phat butt shawty look like Nia Long
I'm getting that dome then I'm
able to, what he would say
Why waste the slot time of the ridiculous rhyme
That's only excused by a generous mind
I kept 'em stored in the shelters like
wanna ask bout my job
Or who did I come with,
Where is your escort, my nigga, you bugging
Feel like I'm boxed in
Why they all watching me
Yes we do look
Watching them smoke clouds rise to the sky
Uh, Get out your feeling, life passing you by
Hop in a spaceship and I'm tryna fly
Going somewhere where the time
so leave me alone
Yo diamonds gemstones
I'm ballin Jim Jones
The diamonds I'm rocking as real my chrome
Spend most of my time getting it in and getting
always want something
I can't fuck with youu
Getting in my mood
Don't know what to doo
Oouu ouu ouu
I'm so sick of these people
Riding round, driven by
It was second grade and at recess we played chase
By 5th grade I knew that I had found my wife
The one that I wanted to spend my life
But in junior
through you know the outcome
Critical
Condition in your physical for injurin
The officer and gentleman who stack by the benjamen
Off a beat like this
SUPERCHARGED by Kwanza Jones
Tired of sitting holding back way too long, way too long
Tired of sitting on my ass way too long, way too long
Too
at
Dressed like a sailor, standin' by a pale of garbage
Its almost dark and I'm still tryna nail a trailer park bitch
I met a slut and said "What up, its
trust you
You lips taste so sweet
But the look in your eyes is sour
And my powers been devoured
By the foul love we pilled up
I want you to pan, you want
the trenches, it was nights i did'nt eat
You ain't hit my line, then, now my jack be out of reach
Every time I'm finna rap, I be like, damn, I gotta preach
Why
marvelous, they're wonderful
We can't
We can't say they're inferior anymore)
But every time we drive-by and shoot
Every time we car-jack
Every time we use
They say proper preparation prevents poor performance
Most of us get harassed by the past so the futures extorted
Niggas don't believe in they dreams
would kill for recognition
I just try to find my way around
Nothing really matters it's all washed by muddy waters
I'm still looking for some solid
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