Aww, Aww, Who's that
Some say the the berry, the sweeter the juice And you know, baby girl, sure proved it true She was as Georgia peach wine She the bus on a 129th
I used to watch her morning as I ride by Her man on the bench showin' his behind I mean she musta had so on her mind she caught the city bus to the county line
She the victim of a deadbeat baby daddy The game him and I tell you that was all she had Situation for a sister, bad I mean she need some type of assistance, a hand
One day she looked in the mirror, standin' naked That's when she saw the money and how to it around, shook her ass, grabbed her titties Miss Jones is open for business
I'm "Whoa, whoa, who's that girl?" She the baddest in the damn world And you can call her you're feelin' alone This is the story of Jones
I don't know I've been told (I know but) Just get your money, don't your soul Sit and ask yourself what went wrong? In the of Angela Jones, now
Straight off the bat, got the work Winin' and dinin' and them jerks She went from Gucci watches, beginnings To that Cartier wrist with diamonds in 'em
The finest women couldn't fuck with It was all in the waist, how she ya Dog, I mean baby had that thing That could ya ass clean out and take your chain
a shame all the things that child could do to you She'd do that booty like Beyonce do Cold with her hands and a two in case the night didn't go like it's supposed to
Who'd be mad at Angie? Not kid She playin' with the hand she was dealt and that's real So when I read it in the paper, who I blame? Hooker slain, Angie's her name, what a shame
I'm like, "Whoa, whoa, who's girl?" She the baddest in the whole damn And you can call her when feelin' alone This is the story of Jones
I know what I've been told (I know but) Just get your money, don't lose soul Sit and ask yourself what went wrong? In the of Angela Jones, now
How I wish, how I How I wish I could ya (I wish I could ya) I wish I make ya better (I wish I coulda it better for ya, baby) How I wish, how I How I wish I save ya I wish I make ya better
How I wish, how I How I wish I save 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 save ya I wish I could ya better
I'm like, "Whoa, whoa, who's girl?" She the in the whole damn world And you can call her when you're alone This is the story of Jones
I know what I've been told (I know but) Just get your money, don't lose soul Sit back and ask yourself, what wrong? In the story of Jones, now
I'm like, "Whoa, whoa, who's girl?" She the in the whole damn world And you can call her when feelin' alone is the story of Angela Jones
I don't know what I've told (I know) Just get your money, don't lose soul