Deep) [chorus] Baby maybe, you and I we can be Be lovers, If you'd only let me Show you baby, just how good love can be If we hold on to each other
(feat. Doug E. Fresh) [intro: Doug E. Fresh] Yeah, yeah it's party time baby MJ let's do it like this, UH! Ladi-dadi, ladi-dadi, ladi, dadi, peep this
the whole truth and nothing but the truth [MISS JONES:] boy u can't handle the truth [BIG PUN:] what u got to say for youself? [MISS JONES:] nigga I got
t wait The nearest moment that we marry is too late! Have you met Miss Jones Someone said as we shook hands She was just Miss Jones to me Then i said Miss Jones
you close to me, all night long. So many lover's games I could play with you and on that hand I see no reason why it's wrong Chorus: But on the other
to the bottom To compromising situations, giving body and soul For the goal of keeping Nurse Jones warm in the cold After six months of fighting, Miss Jones
don't even know, tell me which book you readin from [Big Tigger] Aight, next caller [unknown female (Busta)] Hey Busta, heard about you on Miss Jones
we be [Miss Jones] Though were apart It just seems so far But i know in my heart I will always love you [repeat] [hook one] [Miss Jones] Though were
Alternative lifestyle I ain't looking for her pussy boy This trill jet shit, just enjoy That's yo wifey but she still a jet miss Give her direction to
wont last long like weed in brass bongs Just another fag on sum sad bitch ass songs I shine sober cuz Bugz is a soldier Beat that ass like Roy Jones
never asked to get on You get on my case, talking 'bout how I'm trippin' and How I just don't listen and All that other shit but you just missed your
fuckaz its Weezy Baby, Niggaz bitchin and I gotta tuck the cannon. Listen close I got duct tape and rope, I'll leave you missin like the fuckin ol balance
cause your scaring me and I don't like where were going And now you're gonna miss me I know your're gonna miss me I guarantee you'll miss me cause you
[Fiend] All I follow is the Jones as I reminisce Reminisce take chance as I remember this I was fifteen, anti fiend Never thought I'd make it to music
freedom of speech Well you just lost yours, read them and weep Wont be happy until you're fired My peoples is pissed holmes And I bet you not a solo miss jones Miss
fingers on the joint [Sunspot Jones:] Wake, up, FOOL! (look look) Do you rip out a shit or not? I ain't got no time to listen do you miss your four promo
Left Eye Teachers children mothers and thugs Everybody loves Miss Left Eye What's happenin'? Everybody wanna know where the hell you been Oh Left Eye Teachers children mothers and thugs Everybody loves Miss