Lyrics Jerry Jones Jerry Rice - Bard

Bright lights White nights
White nikes Lotta likes like
Smoke strains Lotta types
Getting brains Hypothesize like
Jerry jones Jerry rice
Herring bones Very nice like
Something wrong Is nothing right
Something strong To clear my mind like
Wave a wand Rolling dice
Save me I'm gone
Don't know the price like
Bitch I'm grown Yeah I'm too grown
Bitch I'm gone Yeah I'm too gone Like

Bitch I'm back Bounce boing on a track
Boeing or the Lac I come with a strap
Forgis on the map Don't tell me how to act
Tummy on a bean In a Telly with hood rats
Pocket full of sacks No fifth ave
She Pop it and throw that back
All that ass just for Brad
I'm loving the way you work that body Inside out
Suck my dick in the club
Even if it's not allowed
Pocket full of sacks No fifth ave
She Pop it and throw that back
All that ass just for Brad
Im loving the way you work that body Inside out
Suck my dick in the club
Even if it's not allowed

Bright lights White nights
White nikes Lotta likes like
Smoke strains Lotta types
Getting brains Hypothesize like
Jerry jones Jerry rice
Herring bones Very nice like
Something wrong Is nothing right
Something strong To clear my mind like
Wave a wand Rolling dice
Save me I'm gone
Don't know the price like
Bitch I'm grown Yeah I'm too grown
Bitch I'm gone Yeah I'm too gone like

Bitch I'm back Bounce boing on a track
Boeing or the Lac I come with a strap
Forgis on the map Don't tell me how to act
Tummy on a bean In a Telly with hood rats
Pocket full of sacks No fifth ave
She Pop it and throw that back
All that ass just for Brad
I'm loving the way you work that body Inside out
Suck my dick in the club
Even if it's not allowed
Pocket full of sacks No fifth ave
She Pop it and throw that back
All that ass just for Brad
Im loving the way you work that body Inside out
Suck my dick in the club
Even if it's not allowed

Bright lights White nights
White nikes Lotta likes like
Smoke strains Lotta types