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pop smoke - mr. jones (full version) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: pop smoke & future]
oh_oh
oh_oh, oh
said we in miami (oh, ooh, oh, oh)
we just left mr. jones (oh_oh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
with a hundred b_tches that’s down, ready to f_ck
yeah

[chorus: pop smoke]
see we in miami, we just left mr. jones
with a hundred b_tches that’s down, ready to f_ck
she said she wanna be a bartender, i’m like, “ya ass ain’t fat enough”
before you get that, you better go and get a tummy tuck
she like, “papi, can you give me fifty_five hundred?”
i ain’t givin’ you sh_t unless you suckin’ all of us
she went upstairs and gave my lil’ homie some p_ssy
the lil’ n_gga f_cked around and got sprung

[verse 1: pop smoke]
she came out the room like, “papi, my ass hurt”
she just put up with mad work, yeah
you worried ’bout the wrong thing
that’s backwards, it’s ’bout the cash first
when you down, we roll up that sour
break it down in the back, girl
if i say that you mine, that mean that you ours
you can’t put me first, that’s backwards
[chorus: pop smoke]
see we in miami, we just left mr. jones
with a hundred b_tches that’s down, ready to f_ck
she said she wanna be a bartender, i’m like, “ya ass ain’t fat enough”
before you get that, you better go and get a tummy tuck
she like, “papi, can you give me fifty_five hundred?”
i ain’t givin’ you sh_t unless you suckin’ all of us
she went upstairs and gave my lil’ homie some p_ssy
the lil’ n_gga f_cked around and got sprung

[verse 2: future]
we in sky_ami (we in sky_ami)
goin’ all the way up (all the way up)
gotta hunnid b_tches in the vip, ready to go f_ck (ready to go f_ck)
b_tch came with no panties on, bent over my coupe (yee)
take aventi to the jeweler, drop a big bag on a b_tch drip, yeah
top of the penthouse, a personal shopper bringin’ fine threads can’t find in the store
my b_tch gon’ step on a b_tch in dior
smokin’ out a pound, drink out the bottle
mermaid, p_ssy taste like some water
jimmy choo shoe, manolo blahnik
cop a new jewel just for the fun
not the number two, shorty rewind
wrapped in plastic, then she found every one
gotta smash every girl that i call
makin’ all the drip, got me on the moon
i be takin’ sh_t down like a tycoon
outta solitary straight on patron
change the temperature when i walk in the room
take the baddest b_tches out, mr. jones (i’m mr. jones)
[bridge: future]
take the baddest b_tches out, mr. jones (i’m mr. jones)
take the baddest b_tches out, mr. jones (i’m mr. jones)
(i like that, hahaha)

[chorus: pop smoke & anuel aa, future]
see we in miami, we just left mr. jones
with a hundred b_tches that’s down, ready to f_ck
she said she wanna be a bartender, i’m like, “ya ass ain’t fat enough”
before you get that, you better go and get a tummy tuck,/b>
she like, “papi, can you give me fifty_five hundred?”
i ain’t givin’ you sh_t unless you suckin’ all of us
she went upstairs and gave my lil’ homie some p_ssy
the lil’ n_gga f_cked around and got sprung (los illuminati’, ah)

[verse 3: anuel aa]
i got a stick (i got a stick), one hundred rounds (one hundred rounds)
king of miami sh_t (brr), we shut it down (we shut it down)
one billion streams (jaja), no bundles, no bundles (no bundles, no bundles)
i spent seven mill’ (seven mill’), ’cause i wanted a condo (’cause i wanted a condo), ey
my white girl a snorer, yeah (jaja), you know them caucasians (you know them caucasians), ey
bugatti pre_order, yeah (vrroom), that sh_t look amazing (that sh_t look amazing)
my b_tch at the border, yeah (yeah), a stallion like megan (yeah, yeah)
you know me, i got body (¡brr!), he got me mistaken (¡jaja!), ¡brrr! (¡brr!)
‘toy adicto a gastar dinero con cojone’, también ‘toy adicto haciendo millone’
‘toy saliendo ‘e b00by trap con cuatro palo’ con tambore’ (brr)
el sistema del r adentro del ak haciendo fusione’ (¿ah?)
y los illuminati’ me escogieron a mí, no a ti, cabrón, no te encojone’ (illuminati’)
un millón y medio en el reloj, mámame el bicho y también la muñeca (medio millón)
la cubana tiene el culo bien apreta’o como kilo puro de manteca (la cubana)
yo la monto en el lambo y sin decirle un carajo se saca las teta’ (se saca las teta’)
y solo come bicho, tiene una estricta dieta, brr (¡jaja!), ¿ah?
it’s sat_rday night (ey), mcgregor gotta fight, ey (gotta fight)
i’m gonna be ring_side sitting next to dana white, ey (ufc)
and you got a few milli’, yeah (yeah), but so do i (so do i)
if any ’em don’t want to die (¡jaja!)
p_ssy n_gga, take a flight (take a flight), brr
ella e’ una diabla, en el putero le dicen “annabelle” (le dicen “annabelle”)
le gusta que yo se la eche en la cara, toditas quieren chingar con anuel (chingar con anuel)
mano, en verdad que yo nunca lloré y la isla entera la vamo’ a correr (nosotro’ mandamo’ en la isla), ey
mucho dinero y poder, ¿será por el pacto con lucifer? (amén), ey, ¡brrr! (¡ey!)
[chorus: pop smoke & anuel aa]
see we in miami (we in miami), we just left mr. jones (we just left mr. jones)
with a hundred b_tches that’s down, ready to f_ck (ready to f_ck)
she said she wanna be a bartender, i’m like, “ya ass ain’t fat enough” (jajaja)
before you get that, you better go and get a tummy tuck (brr)
she like, “papi, can you give me fifty_five hundred?” (five hundred)
i ain’t givin’ you sh_t unless you suckin’ all of us (ey)
she went upstairs and gave my lil’ homie some p_ssy (some p_ssy)
the lil’ n_gga f_cked around and got sprung

- pop smoke

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