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Black And Jones Fallen

man im looking like jones (capo) besides i put money on your skull and bones and keep it low watch what you say up on the microphone shhhhh bequiet touch down and

up in A&S, slipping and dipping to bedstuy Native, he used to beatbox, thousands'll listen yo, thats before, the wu got on, him and allah just' and RZA

to block the calls and stop the calls The ceiling in my apartment was leakin like Niagara Falls Sendin you a bunch of money, clothes and munchin money

black fall Please love, get your feet up off my dad's velour This is cash door, we gonna crash course And y'all nigaz betta cuff ya girls 'Cause Santana and Jones

with no rubber All white no color albino with them birds be Drop heads sittin on the back of Kobe's jersey New York, Jersey, hits like a derby Black

my mind to worry about women But you can catch me flossin, Crawlin on them inches Fall up in the club ?? all the women who are you? Mike jones! who? Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones

me I'm in the club sober as fuck and you won't catch me tipsy Nigga! Yeah! I'm Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones Even though the laws patrollin

before they give a man work So we get into this black, this black cat syndrome Grow older like there's no heart and no soul ingrown Bars and cement instead

to fit yo' frame From the Coupe to the big Mercedes It's Christmas Day, babe These groundhogs stay with the cash And the black card don't got no max Fall