TheJonesMob - Keeley's Quarters lyrics

VERSE 1 [TheJonesMob] I like my broads specific, blond, with useful waists And an a** that makes nicki dream of a super ba** Sadly i can't elope with her melons nor with her fruitful face But her pear of cheeks make a man pause at a booty shake I love the environment, see even what i smoke is green Yet an eco friendly car is like a sober fiend And an out place pubescent? that is like a sober teen And a man acting childish that's something webkinz won't redeem Yanking on my rolex she was taking her time I said are you a gold digger ma'am? make up your mind Now there's lip stick on my dick since she was giving me brain There's a window in this chick check she's giving pane I'm leaving lyrics looking like they bullied they all blue and black Punching lines, so read between them, they bruised and scratched Now what do y'all expect to prove to matt? Us 5 have him in the back strapped for his foolish act My words are my empire, freedom to gay men f** you if you judge me i don't care if i make sense Since i'd rather make millions cause sense don't even pay rent This is my empire i started building at age 10 CHORUS [TheJonesMob] Living life loving lavish here at Keeley's Quarters Swearing for the f** it, you can teach your daughter We all smoking strong, we laughing even harder No cigarettes allowed we're at Keeley's Quarters I'm calling Canada "here", until we meet the border I give my two cents but we know that it's worth a quarter I'm done with a child's life, I wish I could leave tomorrow Swearing for the f** of it, here we are at Keeley's Quarters VERSE 2 [TheJonesMob] Is it the fact teens stuck in school that they all drink Or is it the drinking age that they choose to teach us at? A lot of kids are quiet but in time they'll come screaming back f** a doctor, the stress leaves when the reefer's hacked Drinking in the presence of people that i mostly know Some have unfamiliar faces, some are just like phonie hoes If my parents find out i know i'll get a broken nose Yet i break the rules and come home in soaking clothes 1 out of 5 chicks are skinny, I got a fat chance Half tranced on d** in the back getting a lapdance Split the word in half the LAPD getting ancy Cops bust the party i cop a feel then bust fancy Nikki Benz huh? a busty cop a busting raid I busted cause shes busty but they busted us for underage I got a pretty pimply soul underneath my ugly face But my motto is 'work hard and be kind' and i got lovely taste I'm here to use fools, that's more than half the cause I'm here to strike riots, lets tease Amanda Todd Your motherf**ing DNA is what I sampled off I tell Wheezy live up to his name until he has to cough CHORUS [TheJonesMob] Living life loving lavish here at Keeley's Quarters Swearing for the f** it, you can teach your daughter We all smoking strong, we laughing even harder No cigarettes allowed we're at Keeley's Quarters I'm calling Canada "here", until we meet the border I give my two cents but we know that it's worth a quarter I'm done with a child's life, I wish I could leave tomorrow Swearing for the f** of it, here we are at Keeley's Quarters VERSE 3 [TheJonesMob] f** the employment rates, we know the boss is back I follow paths find footsteps then squash your track I rap stories of life yeah and I rap fiction And I'm told smoking weed will make me a bad christian I rap morals, whatever, and i rap random And there is no lying when Matty says you can't stand him You half a**ed rappers happen to ride half tandem But if you threw in extra effort you be the man standing The faces you see on screen are produced by many others But all they get is a name in credits and a proud mother The voices get the faces but the drama is 'who made the beats Here's the final two stanzas, let me go from A to Z ASAP and big sean and Kreayshawn Jay-Z And J-Beibs and J-cole and Trey Songz and Lady Gaga, thank you god always we hate thee And stay sober choices means no more Slim Shady And Rick is ridiculous roaring and ranting And raving and raging and eating and panting Women are objects, money is life That's what they teach us it's public life CHORUS [TheJonesMob] Living life loving lavish here at Keeley's Quarters Swearing for the f** it, you can teach your daughter We all smoking strong, we laughing even harder No cigarettes allowed we're at Keeley's Quarters I'm calling Canada "here", until we meet the border I give my two cents but we know that it's worth a quarter I'm done with a child's life, I wish I could leave tomorrow Swearing for the f** of it, here we are at Keeley's Quarters