(Verse)
Open the humidor for pa** me over busto no
That sh**’s RP though, you frontin like you seen those
See those, stilo, vodka well kind of gal
Make a n***a wanna feed you Domino’s and Taco Bell
I got you hungry now of dick and I don’t scare the deals
Copped Vegas tips so I know it’s real
Blue flame with the foot 5 from my insane lit, the monty crystal
You was on my mind, now get on my dick
Sweat it out my hit like Mortal Combat, the south rap’s on
Yes that little cane, putane, 2 chains long
Living chicken heads, spread those wings
Get it? Now let’s poke Facebook, no text, full techniques
I’m a scholar at effort and turn sharks to F, it’s so effortless
That’s the vodka from the Netherlands
French kissing and tongues, International Jones
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I specialize in fromage, ménage and cla**ic flows
(Hook x2)
I may or may not be home, International Jones
Please leave a message, thanks for calling my phone
Leave your name at the tone, International Jones
I specialize in fromage, ménage and cla**ic flows
(Verse)
Okay I’m calling here, sorry to call again
But the last call blim, I should report again
I’m having problems with service, it’s kind of nervous
Just be bunking with me warner, that’s the only way the word he heard it
The great von, make great minds think alike
Hit yo lane long, five damn times, yo game tight
Minus the static, I manage that we establish a connection
Here’s my card, let’s connect son
Straight off the curb, body curved to perfection
I’m getting thicker or food for thought and liquor
At the 3rd base the earth shakes, I move the reefer
I’m off the meter and it could go either way
Puff the receiver, don’t proceed to lookin in your way
Jones creeping up in my bones, I think I need you babe
I may or may not be seen, international name
Holler back if you know what I mean
(Hook x2)
I may or may not be home, International Jones
Please leave a message, thanks for calling my phone
Leave your name at the tone, International Jones
I specialize in fromage, ménage and cla**ic flows