Miss Jones lyrics

Ms. Jones
Ms. Jones gotta yellow bird
Gotta pretty yellow bird that she be keepin` in a cage
Ms. Jones gotta yellow bird
But she don`t want her pretty yellow bird to get laid
Get laid, get laid
But a B boy`s gotta get paid
Get paid, get paid

Seen her at the corner shop
Sun dress dirty flip flops
Hand full of lollipops
Listenin` to hip hop
She knows everyone that comes around her grows
Waling down a dirt road
Blowin` open doors
And I know better but I keep getting heated
Jonsey want`a front
Don`t want her baby getting treated
In the wrong way
But I gotta come along
Been a long day so put it in a song say

And I saw her at the fruit stand
And she smiled as if to say
I know that you are watching
When Ms. Jones jerked her away, my cutie
Waved from the car window
With one finger and a grin
And as the car got smaller all I could think about was sin

Ms. Jones
Ms. Jones gotta yellow bird
Gotta pretty yellow bird that she be keepin` in a cage
Ms. Jones gotta yellow bird
But she don`t want her pretty yellow bird to get laid
Get laid, get laid
But a B boy`s gotta get paid
Get paid, get paid

Even though I`m grown
Got it for this little bitty full blown
But Ms. Jones got her in the home
I`m alone
With her Polaroid in my hand
I try to hide the fact that I live in a trash can, man
How she got me in the zone
Called up to her house but somebody hung up the phone
Dial tone and I`m hinding in the grass
All up in her yard just to get a look at her ass dawn

I know she`s too young for me
Yo, she asked me to the fair
I wish she would ignore me
Hard to pretend not to stare-a