Lyrics:
Here the number you can hit me on
When you call ask for Mike Jones
[Chorus]
Purple purple drank I'm a grip and sip
Anythang illegal you know I'll
it's by God
It's by God's grace (Grace)
All things through Christ Jesus
No weapon formed against me shall prosper (I'm so glad to know)
I'm so glad
now and then ol' Willie would grin and say
'Hey you play alright' (and that made me feel so good)
I remember the best times of all when Saturday came
now and then ol' Willie would grin and say
'Hey you play alright' (and that made me feel so good)
I remember the best times of all when Saturday came
Jesus is the new black, OW! run
Make a promise to yourself tonight!
Would you be you, LA FRANCE!
SUS! poses, blow kxxs
Spin
-Bloody Mary-
Money o-o-o
a nigga scream
Nigga popped a perk and ate an all star at waffle crib
Only time I'm sleep in a bed is laying pipe in it
Superman jones can't be killed by
saving me
And I know you did more than save me
You've put purpose in my life
That's why I must do what's right and remain pleasing in your sight
But God
And gave into the original Jones, sex.
Now my sexy Jones was below sea level
The hornies occupied my being
I was at that stage where most men would say,
walking
Readily waging all this extremity as a toxin
Boat you straight through memories down to Davie Jone's locker and
I'm boxer in my mind as I battle
demand
Shoulda read that label
You would see that your threads are number
By a master craftsman
In creation you was hand crafted
Yea
See if we really knew,
on that cross
Mercy brought back what was lost
I owe it all (all), all to Jesus
All, every part of me (lying at His feet)
Lying at His feet (I owe it
Ey you know what time it is, right, hahahaha
Khaligraph Jones, hey Dax what's good
You ready?
Big shout out to Vinc on the beat btw
Let's get 'em
Uh, chopping garlic by myself
You know ain't nobody worried bout' yo health, right
(Right?)
Keep a condom by my belt
You know better than to trust
Hello! I can see you)
You know, did anybody get to go to the
Artrve? That was a party
Oh you know, that was my last tour
The artrave
And, when I went
I was in the Dark
Didn't know it was the dark
When you took my hand.
Thought that I would be the Man
Didn't understand
That you had a better plan
ain't got no stamina
They said damn man, you lookin' like Pac
I said, nah not alive, man I'm lookin' like Jones
Besides I put money on your skull
What kind of man
What kind of man
Anybody know talking about my friend
Jesus went to calvary to save a wretch like you and me
(Everybody say Jesus) Jesus
goin' talk about my diamonds, cause I know why yall spot em
Why yall want to know what I claim, bitch read my piece
You want to know if we ball, bitch
you never lead us
Telling me whats under me is gonna heat us
Never believe ya cause really you need Jesus
Leave us
Talk about, judgement
Speakin'
I'm not Lorenz Tate
How would it sound if I asked you "Wanna date?"
(How would that sound mama?)
I know a place me and you, girl, can get away
My
I'm not Lorenz Tate
How would it sound if I asked you "Wanna date?"
(How would that sound mama?)
I know a place me and you, girl, can get away
My
What would you do, what would you do
If Jesus came to spend some time with you
If Jesus came to your house to spend a day or two
If He came
What would you do, what would you do
If Jesus came to spend some time with you
If Jesus came to your house to spend a day or two
If He came
what?)
I know you need company wit' yo' misery
(You do) you think you scorеd a point on me
They think they еndin' me
But like I said in "Censor Me"
I keep
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