Mr. Jones Pop Smoke & Anuel AA
"Mr. Jones" by Pop Smoke and Anuel AA, released in 2021, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of fame, ambition, and street life. The lyrics reflect the artists' journeys and aspirations, blending English and Spanish. Unique musical elements include heavy bass and melodic hooks, showcasing a fusion of cultures. The song resonates with fans for its celebration of success and resilience.
[Intro: Pop Smoke]
Oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
See we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck
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 shit unless you suckin' all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy
The lil' nigga fucked 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 bad work, it's 'bout thе cash first
When you down, we roll up that sour
Break it down in thе 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 & Anuel AA]
See we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck
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 shit unless you suckin' all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy
The lil' nigga fucked around and got sprung (Los illuminati', ¿ah?)
Oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
See we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck
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 shit unless you suckin' all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy
The lil' nigga fucked 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 bad work, it's 'bout thе cash first
When you down, we roll up that sour
Break it down in thе 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 & Anuel AA]
See we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck
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 shit unless you suckin' all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy
The lil' nigga fucked around and got sprung (Los illuminati', ¿ah?)
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