Mr. Jones (feat. Future)

Oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh

Said we in Miami (oh-ooh, oh-ooh)

We just left Mr. Jones (oh-oh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

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

Yeah

Said 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, "Your ass ain't fat enough"

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

She like, "Papi, can you give me 55-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

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 the cash first

When you down, we run up that shower

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

With a hundred bitches that's down, 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 get a tummy tuck

She like, "Papi, can you give me 55-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, nigga, got sprung

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

We all the way up (all the way up)

Got a hunnid bitches in the VIP, better go fuck (better go fuck)

Bitch came with no panties on, got dope in my coat

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 Choos shoes, Manolo Blahnik

Copped the new jewels just for the fun of it

Got the number two, shorty rewind

Wrapped in plastic, now she fired up her own

Gotta smash every day like a goon

Million dollar drip got me on the moon

I be takin' shit down like a tycoon

Outta solitary straight on patron

Sagittarius when I walk in a room

Take the baddest bitches out, Mr. Jones

Take the baddest bitches out, Mr. Jones

Take the baddest bitches out, Mr. Jones

(I'm outta here, 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"

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

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" (fat enough)

Before you get that, you better go 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, nigga, got sprung