Mr. Jones - Pop Smoke/Future.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Foreign Teck/Bashar Jackson/Nayvadius Demun Wilburn/John Wesley Lucas/Carlos Goodwin
[00:00.334] 作曲 : Foreign Teck/Bashar Jackson/Nayvadius Demun Wilburn/John Wesley Lucas/Carlos Goodwin/Alex Petit
[00:00.668][Intro: Pop Smoke & Future]
[00:01.922]Oh-oh
[00:03.166]Oh-oh, oh
[00:06.171]Said we in Miami (Oh, ooh, oh, oh)
[00:07.928]We just left Mr. Jones (Oh-oh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
[00:09.665]With a hundred niggas that's down, ready to fuc
[00:12.677]Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
[00:14.670]Look
[00:14.924]
[00:15.168][Chorus: Pop Smoke]
[00:15.413]Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
[00:16.674]With a hundred niggas that's down, ready to fuc
[00:20.426]She said she wanna be about ten, I'm like, "Your ass seems fat enough"
[00:24.169]Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
[00:27.162]
[00:27.661][Post-Chorus: Pop Smoke]
[00:27.661]She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
[00:31.182]I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us
[00:34.669]She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some *****
[00:38.414]Mr. Jones by Pop Smoke, Future, from the album Faith, The lil' nigga ****ed around, nigga, I swea
[00:41.421]
[00:41.421][Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
[00:42.425]She came out the room like, "Papi, my ass hurt"
[00:44.176]She just put up with mad work, yeah
[00:45.426]You worried 'bout the wrong thing
[00:47.414]That's bad work, it's 'bout the cash first
[00:48.929]When you down, we run up that shower
[00:50.921]Break it down in the back, girl
[00:52.669]If I say that you mine, that mean that you ours
[00:54.420]You can't put me first, that's backwards
[00:56.420]
[00:56.663][Chorus: Pop Smoke]
[00:56.663]Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
[00:59.673]With a hundred niggas that's down, ready to fuc
[01:03.166]She said she wanna be about ten, I'm like, "Your ass seems fat enough"
[01:07.170]Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
[01:10.165]
[01:10.417][Post-Chorus: Pop Smoke]
[01:10.932]She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
[01:13.920]I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us
[01:17.665]She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some *****
[01:21.173]Mr. Jones by Pop Smoke, Future, from the album Faith, The lil' nigga ****ed around, nigga, I swea
[01:24.919]
[01:25.180][Verse 2: Future]
[01:25.671]We in Miami (We in Miami)
[01:26.922]We all the way up (All the way up)
[01:28.418]Got a hundred niggas in the VIP, better go **** (Better go ****
[01:31.423]Bitches can't put no panties on, got dick in my coa
[01:34.920]Take a [?] to the jeweler, drop a big bag on a nigga drip, yea
[01:39.912]Top of the penthouse, it's a personal shopper bringin' fire [?]
[01:42.933]My bitch gon' step on a nigga in Dio
[01:45.675]Smokin' out a pound, drink out the bottle
[01:49.177]Mermaid, pussy taste like some wate
[01:50.665]Jimmy Choos shoes, [?] lil' blunted
[01:52.676]Copped the new jewels just for the [?]
[01:54.667]Got the number two, shorty rewind
[01:56.425]Got the plaques, now she found [?] her own
[01:58.168]Got the smashes, every day like a goon
[01:59.916]Million dollars, it take me on the moon
[02:01.683]Mr. Jones by Pop Smoke, Future, from the album Faith, I be takin' shit down like it's a fuc
[02:03.426]All the solitaires, tryna get [?]
[02:05.176]Sagittarius when I walk in a room
[02:07.417]Tell the baddest bitches I'm Mr. Jone
[02:08.923]Tell the baddest bitches I'm Mr. Jone
[02:14.416]Tell the baddest bitches I'm Mr. Jone
[02:18.166](I'm outta here, hahaha)
[02:22.170]
[02:22.170][Chorus: Future, Pop Smoke, Pop Smoke & Future]
[02:22.670]Said we in Miami (We in Miami), we just left Mr. Jones (Just left Mr. Jones)
[02:25.910]With a hundred niggas that's down, ready to fuc (Ready to ****)
[02:29.428]She said she wanna be about ten, I'm like, "Your ass seems fat enough"
[02:33.180]Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck (Oh yeah)
[02:36.673]Said we in Miami (We in Miami), we just left Mr. Jones (Just left Mr. Jones)
[02:40.171]With a hundred niggas that's down, ready to fuc (Ready to ****)
[02:43.920]She said she wanna be about ten, I'm like, "Your ass seems fat enough" (Fat enough)
[02:47.184]Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
[02:50.168]
[02:50.420][Post-Chorus: Pop Smoke]
[02:51.176]She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
[02:54.180]I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us
[02:57.427]She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some *****
[03:01.916]Mr. Jones by Pop Smoke, Future, from the album Faith, The lil' nigga ****ed around, nigga, I swea