[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

作词 : Foreign Teck/Bashar Jackson/Nayvadius Demun Wilburn/John Wesley Lucas/Carlos Goodwin
作曲 : Foreign Teck/Bashar Jackson/Nayvadius Demun Wilburn/John Wesley Lucas/Carlos Goodwin/Alex Petit
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 niggas that's down, ready to fuc
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Look

Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred niggas that's down, ready to fuc
She said she wanna be about ten, I'm like, "Your ass seems 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 *****
Mr. Jones by Pop Smoke, Future, from the album Faith, The lil' nigga ****ed around, nigga, I swea

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 niggas that's down, ready to fuc
She said she wanna be about ten, I'm like, "Your ass seems 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 *****
Mr. Jones by Pop Smoke, Future, from the album Faith, The lil' nigga ****ed around, nigga, I swea

We in Miami (We in Miami)
We all the way up (All the way up)
Got a hundred niggas in the VIP, better go **** (Better go ****
Bitches can't put no panties on, got dick in my coa
Take a to the jeweler, drop a big bag on a nigga drip, yea
Top of the penthouse, it's a personal shopper bringin' fire
My bitch gon' step on a nigga in Dio
Smokin' out a pound, drink out the bottle
Mermaid, pussy taste like some wate
Jimmy Choos shoes, lil' blunted
Copped the new jewels just for the
Got the number two, shorty rewind
Got the plaques, now she found her own
Got the smashes, every day like a goon
Million dollars, it take me on the moon
Mr. Jones by Pop Smoke, Future, from the album Faith, I be takin' shit down like it's a fuc
All the solitaires, tryna get
Sagittarius when I walk in a room
Tell the baddest bitches I'm Mr. Jone
Tell the baddest bitches I'm Mr. Jone
Tell the baddest bitches I'm Mr. Jone
(I'm outta here, hahaha)

Said we in Miami (We in Miami), we just left Mr. Jones (Just left Mr. Jones)
With a hundred niggas that's down, ready to fuc (Ready to ****)
She said she wanna be about ten, I'm like, "Your ass seems 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 niggas that's down, ready to fuc (Ready to ****)
She said she wanna be about ten, I'm like, "Your ass seems 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 *****
Mr. Jones by Pop Smoke, Future, from the album Faith, The lil' nigga ****ed around, nigga, I swea