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thejonesmob - copyright claim كلمات الأغنية

verse 1 [thejonesmob]

f-ck y’all til my d-ck soft, sophisticated – no rick ross
got some twisted b-tches with hot buns, getting baked and all going criss cross

that;s hot cross buns with a trick stop, and before i make this b-tch pop
i gotta drain the blood out of her system til she ticked off

sick rhymes, sleek words, talk fourth, skeet third
murder her first, chop her up, then make that b-tch eat dirt

i took the beat and i tweaked words, she on it til her knees hurt
and i won’t sleep on no one but i’ll have to catch some z’s first

smoking vodka, drinking weed, i know all of this isn’t free
it’s imagination, simple dreams, the mustered minds of liberal teens

alcohol and red bull seems to make ugly girls go wrinkle free
but looks don’t matter to me cause i know my skins just pimple deep

if someone told you he heard better, bet he told you in sign language
m-th-f-cka can speak nicer? m-th-f-cka’s a mime dang it

no won’t leave that rhyme hangin’, see me? naw you’re a blind f-ggot
looking like weezy wee, blind from tripping off pcp

chorus [thejonesmob]

i’m drugged up high on copyright claim
i use a used beat officials all be calling my name
they say “oh you are a criminal you’re taking whats my property”
they in it for the money they ain’t using music properly

i’m in a den shooting copyright claim
they say the random raps i write are always awfully deranged
i’m rapping black music, living with a caucasian name
rolling up a fat doobie of some copyright claim

verse 2 [thejonesmob]

i’m a crip now cause my d-ck limp, but it could rise with a wrist fl!ck
leviosa, emma watson, relevance – i’d kiss this

i’m a tryhard or misfit, wearing wristbands about big t-ts
flesh on flesh for the best pleasure – i’m always down to l!ck cl-ts

a man dead that’s “tisk tisk”, double purpose don’t miss this
a ra/pper deceased each rap released – a double purpose hit list

i burn her b-tt, she’s scared as f-ck, so now she seems to sh-t bricks
she shat a f-cking chimney out – so her -ss can still get lit quick

stop that b-tch she’s not that pretty – awkward if he’s such an -ssh0l-
i seem c-cky – it’s just an act though, i talk quickly and spit a fast flow

can’t stop my city, but my city can’t go, if you’re saying amen then get your hands closed
i’ll be banging a white queen – no lion no witch no lamp post

round 1, rambo verse me – lambo – mercy
push a teacup it shatters quick, but terrence shatters first, see

round 2, that’s two round br–sts, hope these girls allow s-x
i ain’t mr. guru but i use discipline – that’s no vow yet

chorus

verse 3 [thejonesmob]

matt, what you doing? why’re you such an -ssh0l-
i guess cause i get mad cash flow and i slap hoes with my pants low
exactly bro, now i’m asking if you f-gs won’t
mind if i take that line and tie it on the flagpole

like oh canada you g-ys got no stamina
i’m the reincarnation i am, the flow’s amateur
got you woman, your p-ssycat, your b-tch and your ho, asking her
how much blue blood she’s got left for old dracula

well apparently i’m hurting like, way too many feelings
with my fist through the paper, that’s punchlines that break ceilings
there’s a lot less effort in my mind that y’all dreaming
i spring on ’em in the summer then i win her for all seasons, so

this goes out to the lil’ d-cks covered in foreskins
and to the chicks who led me on you can get f-cked with a forklift
and i’m loving abortion, but it gives women a choice
and these are just some simple thoughts from my criminal voice

bridge [thejonesmob]

now hold up, i got a limitless choice
of words, serving virgins in my immature poise
now girlie, you can come get in my porsche
we ain’t even barely married and i’m set for divorce

i put the s in her core, and i’m obsessed with her more
than mariah carey-ing wine, she’s an evident wh0r-
i shoulda left it at that, yeah, but then i’d be bored
wait a day or so dog, i’ll be sending out more

chorus x2

- thejonesmob

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