Roy Jones Jr. Lyrics
Roy Jones Jr. Lyrics
"24's (featuring Bun B, Magic, Mike Jones & Perion) Lyrics"
Winter Lyrics
She wastes her days away She sinks her teeth into her dead end job Long since had given up on Childhood dreams All the things that she could have become Muttering to herself Underneath her breath She says I hope I can make it through winter Winter And she tries To pretend To believe That she can He barely gets out these days His body ruined by a dead end job Let
She wastes her days away She sinks her teeth into her dead end job Long since had given up on Childhood dreams All the things that she could have become Muttering to herself Underneath her breath She says I hope I can make it through winter Winter And she tries To pretend To believe That she can He barely gets out these days His body ruined by a dead end job Let
[Hook- Perion]
You can find me on 24's
Blowin on a pound of dro
Getting gone in the wind
Sitting behind tint
Getting bent
You can't see me
But you smell the smoke
Oh yeah
*Repeat
[Bun B]
Now what you know bout the H town
clutch city the throwdest
with them big body slab swangers on the grind
and you know this
got them buttons and bumper kits
them buckles and belts
with pop trunk, shiny grill
keeping it Trill with ourself
we break left and lack turn to the right
and bust his glock off - what
and if one time roll up
we ain't fittin turn this knock off
I'm a crank this surround up
and show him my thang
and if we need us another corner to slang
it ain't a thang
we got that 3rd Ward, that Yellowstone, 5th Ward and the Acres
dirty dub back to the Southside we fulla bar breakers
so anywhere you w
Calvary Song Lyrics
simple seams with single lines that operate with poised precision. we'll orchestrate and bend with time and all the strings will fade with fury. laced with light, all divine the angels sing what is rippled runs in circles all combined which bleeds the seams of sin and sanctity. and we'll lay low till it's close to call, we'll search to sever the calvary song. wel'l look for signs of flashing lights, we'll search to sever the calvary. send down circles th
anna take ussimple seams with single lines that operate with poised precision. we'll orchestrate and bend with time and all the strings will fade with fury. laced with light, all divine the angels sing what is rippled runs in circles all combined which bleeds the seams of sin and sanctity. and we'll lay low till it's close to call, we'll search to sever the calvary song. wel'l look for signs of flashing lights, we'll search to sever the calvary. send down circles th
guarantee you can show him up
I'm a crank him like a seal on a PT and pour him up
Paul Wall the OG Ron C to slow him up
so if ya'll reppin some down ass hoods player than throw 'em up
keep the Trillness in front of me and them haters behind me
so Magic if you're lookin Bum B this how you gone find me...my nigga
-how-
[Hook]
[Magic]
I'm on the 10 goin' West and I'm heading straight to the H
From Louisiana got money to make
They got some bitches I didn't cut
Some clubs I didn't crash
Some bars I haven't run up the tab on a nigga ass
Neglecting my nuts I work too much
fuck gettin tipsy tryin to get fucked up
I need some rup to sip
So I can lean in my cut dogg
Eyes focused on pussy
Run some G on a damn broad
I'm with Bun and Mike Gizzle
Sippin and dippin til atleast 7 in the morn
My 24's I call them the
So You Want To Be A Rock 'n' Roll Star Lyrics
So you want to be a rock 'n' roll star? Then listen now to what I say Just get an electric guitar Then take some time and learn how to play And with your hair swung right And your pants too tight It's gonna be all right Then it's time to go downtown Where the agent man won't let you down Sell your soul to the company Who are waiting there to sell plastic ware And in a week or two If you make the charts
hoe catchersSo you want to be a rock 'n' roll star? Then listen now to what I say Just get an electric guitar Then take some time and learn how to play And with your hair swung right And your pants too tight It's gonna be all right Then it's time to go downtown Where the agent man won't let you down Sell your soul to the company Who are waiting there to sell plastic ware And in a week or two If you make the charts
Catch the type of hoes that wouldn't usually sweat ya
Bet cha I do it bigger than ya'll
40 gals on call to entertain my dogs
just bring me some good and a big fat goo
so I can puff and blow smoke on a hater like you
[Hook]
[Mike Jones]
Makin money is all I know
24's is all I roll
killa dro that's all I blow
in the lime light I shine and glow
Mr Magic and Bun B wanna live lavish then come with me
As I flip the script in my Humvee
Grindin for my currency
281-330-8004 hit Mike Jones up on the low
cuz Mike Jones about to blow
I'm in a Lex
black on black ballin'
24's and up when I'm crawlin
grind daily to keep from fallin
Got hot now majors callin
I'm Mike Jones
Puttin down for Swisher house
Princess cuts all in my mouth
Representin that dirty South
Stay on the grind from 9 to 9
Hope and p
Wrong Lyrics
What you're doing here Well you don't seem to know Did someone force you in Or you had nowhere to go You're always staring and whining Complaining all the time Show me what you've done I'd really like to know Cause if you heard it all before Then I wonder what you're here for And I don't think I wanna talk anymore Cause you're wrong I see your face and now I'm bored I see your face and
ray one day I'll shineWhat you're doing here Well you don't seem to know Did someone force you in Or you had nowhere to go You're always staring and whining Complaining all the time Show me what you've done I'd really like to know Cause if you heard it all before Then I wonder what you're here for And I don't think I wanna talk anymore Cause you're wrong I see your face and now I'm bored I see your face and
Body Head, Swisher House and Middle Fingers we on the
grind
I'm in a Benz on Lorenz 24's in the wind
My daily routine is pimpin pens
I'm Mike Jones
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Mike Jones
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Mike Jones
Swisher House and Body Head baby
[Hook]
[Bun B]
Listen partner
You're to wet behind the ears
And you're to dry on the nose
Know what I'm talking about
What you need to do is help yourself up in the slab
Catch a corner with a Trill player like myself
I'm a flip you through H Town
Know what I'm sayin
I'm a keep it real with you
I'm a pour ya skee taste, know what I'm sayin
I'm a twist you up a Swisher you know what I'm sayin
Go on and hit the North Side, South Side, South West
I got them Body Head boys with me baby
It don't get no Triller than this here
No what I'm talking about