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