Letra de Mr. Jones - Pop Smoke

(Feat. 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 bitches that's down, ready to fuck

Yeah

Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones (Left Mr. Jones)

With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck (Ready to fuck)

She said she wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "Your ass ain't fat enough"

Before you get that, you better go and get a tummy tuck (Tummy tuck)

She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"

I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us (Suckin' all of us)

She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy (Some pussy)

The lil' nigga fucked around and got sprung (Got sprung)

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

Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones (Left Mr. Jones)

With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck (Ready to fuck)

She said she wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "Your ass ain't fat enough"

Before you get that, you better go and get a tummy tuck (Tummy tuck)

She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"

I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us (Suckin' all of us)

She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy (Some pussy)

The lil' nigga fucked around and got sprung (Got sprung)

We in Sky-ami (We in Sky-ami)

Goin' all the way up (All the way up)

Gotta hunnid bitches in the VIP, ready to go fuck (Ready to go fuck)

Bitch came with no panties on, bent over my coupe (Yee)

Take Aventi to the jeweler, drop a big bag on a bitch drip, yeah

Top of the penthouse, a personal shopper bringin' fine threads can't find in the store

My bitch gon' step on a bitch in Dior

Smokin' out a pound, drink out the bottle

Mermaid, pussy taste like some water

Jimmy Choo shoe, Manolo Blahnik

Cop a new jewel just for the fun

Not the number two, shorty number one

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' shit down like a tycoon

Outta solitary straight on patron

Change the temperature when I walk in the room

Take the baddest bitches out, Mr. Jones (I'm Mr. Jones)

Take the baddest bitches out, Mr. Jones (I'm Mr. Jones)

Take the baddest bitches out, Mr. Jones (I'm Mr. Jones)

(I like that, hahaha)

Said we in Miami (We in Miami), we just left Mr. Jones (Just left Mr. Jones)

With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck (Ready to fuck)

She said she wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "Your ass ain't fat enough" (Phew)

Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck (Oh yeah)

Said we in Miami (We in Sky-ami), we just left Mr. Jones (Just left Mr. Jones)

With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck (Ready to fuck)

She said she wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "Your ass ain't fat enough" (Fat enough)

Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck

She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?" (Fifty-five hundred)

I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us (Suckin' all of us)

She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy (Some pussy)

The lil' nigga fucked around and got sprung (Got sprung)

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