Aww, Aww, Who's girl
Some say the blacker the berry, the the juice And you know, baby girl, damn proved it true She was as Georgia peach wine She caught the bus on a
I used to watch her morning as I ride by Her Lil' man on the bench his behind I she musta had so much on her mind That she caught the city bus to the county
She the victim of a deadbeat baby daddy The game him and I tell you that was all she had for a sister, real bad I mean she need some type of assistance, a hand
One day she looked in the mirror, there naked That's when she saw the and how to make it Turned around, her ass, grabbed her titties Miss Jones is open for business
I'm like "Whoa, whoa, who's girl?" She the baddest in the damn world And you can her when you're feelin' alone This is the story of Jones
I don't know I've been told (I don't but) Just get your money, don't your soul Sit back and ask yourself went wrong? In the story of Jones, now
off the bat, Angie got the work Winin' and dinin' and them jerks She went Gucci watches, humble beginnings To Cartier wrist wear with diamonds in 'em
The finest couldn't fuck with Angela It was all in the waist, how she ya Dog, I mean baby girl had that That could knock ya ass clean out and your chain
It's a shame all the things that could do to you She'd do that booty like Beyonce do Cold with her hands and a two Just in case the didn't go like it's supposed to
Who'd be mad at Not this kid She just playin' the hand she was dealt and that's real So when I read it in the paper, who could I Hooker slain, Angie's her name, what a shame
I'm like, "Whoa, whoa, who's girl?" She the in the whole damn world And you can call her you're feelin' alone is the story of Angela Jones
I don't know I've been told (I know but) get your money, don't lose your soul Sit and ask yourself what went wrong? In the story of Jones, now
How I wish, how I How I I could save ya (I wish I could ya) I wish I make ya better (I I coulda made it better for ya, baby) How I wish, how I How I I could save ya I wish I could make ya
How I wish, how I How I wish I could ya (I I could save ya) I wish I could make ya (I wish I coulda made it for ya, baby) How I wish, how I How I wish I could ya I wish I could ya better
I'm like, "Whoa, whoa, that girl?" She the baddest in the whole damn And you can call her when feelin' alone This is the of Angela Jones
I don't know I've been told (I don't but) Just get money, don't lose your soul Sit back and ask yourself, went wrong? In the of Angela Jones, now
I'm like, "Whoa, whoa, that girl?" She the baddest in the damn world And you can call her when feelin' alone This is the of Angela Jones
I don't know what I've told (I know) Just get your money, lose your soul