Kent Jones Bars

I guess I understand why being satisfied doesn’t always promise satisfaction,

The happy girls to me are mad attractive,

The ones that play it aggressive here are just not as passive,

The ones that talk about sex the most really not as active,

The others orgasm with passion but show no compassion,

I had delivery before contraction, you know delivery with no contractions,

While I’m birthing a new sound, you busy trying to match it,

I like my females like my emails, no attachments.

I’m the one these niggas fear when it’s all said and done,

I hear it all if it was said in ones,

You telling people I know about how you feel about me,

The way you hate, they wouldn’t believe you only met me once,

Hate my attitude and tell me why you still around me,

Cos if you able to tell me what someone else says then how come they still comfortable talking about me around family,

I swear some of the quite ones really the loudest,

Rather keep it real then to just scream it and shout it,

Fake is fake, Great Wall of China there’s no way around it,

A lot of my doubters hate but now all they the proudest,

I’m as old as your child is but to me you just childish,

I guess that PR is just another word for your stylist,

Boy you clever boy, I know you clever,

They hating on me cos they all know I could go forever,

I read you niggas before you fold, open letter.

Strong opinions and no resume to back it up don’t go together,

Your shit sound like broken records, never broke a record,

Told you long ago who I was and what it was I’m here to do,

I guess you ain’t believe me,

And you can smile all day

But trying to talk me out my gut feeling is not as easy,

I learnt that publicists have a hard time learning to have a personal life,

Oh oh, I know somebody took that personal right?

I ain’t got no time to focus on the shit you do wrong,

I don’t go back and forth, I got too many verses to write

Mr. Jones, Mr. Jones, Sir please leave him alone,

Why can’t you just focus on one song?

I only short talk because my verses are so long,

Play fair, play fair, guess it’s scary still

Ya’ll contracts DD in store pickles, you share a deal.

Too many rugrats trying to appear on the surface,

I ain’t accidentally dope it’s clear we here with a purpose,

Going off like its 06 and I’m bout to make the city blow,

Coolen, Drake, Khaled and Rossie started here with Joe,

It’s my destination if you ever see me reaching,

Hip hop restoration if you ever see me preaching,

His family told him he should be a deacon heathen,

Bless the nations of the hip hop heathers,

Turned all the breaking points into points they can’t prove,

Same nigga in class they saw as a lame dude,

Could walk into a McDonald’s cos I’m best friends with the owner,

Found out he and the employees attended the same school.

Kent Jones Columbiana

My Metro blowin’ up, that’s all I know

My Metro blowin’ up, that’s all I know

My Metro blowin’ up, my Metro blowin’

My Metro blowin’ up, that’s all I know

Columbiana, Columbiana

Made her way to South Toronto

My baby ’bout to break the scales

She done spread it all over town

Carol City to Chicago now

(Yeah, hola) Hola mamacita

I’m so glad to meet you

Yeah, I heard she like that white on white

She movin’ bass like Barry White

Hola mamacita

I’m so glad to meet you

Yeah, I heard she like that white on white

She stick to me like white on rice

Yeah, she started in a Kia

She used to live like three doors down

Told her “Hit me when you free up”

She said “I’m out on Costa Rica now”

I hit her on the Metro

I said “Don’t take the Metro home

I’m on my way to get you

Stay by my side, stay by your phone”

Columbiana, Columbiana

Made her way to South Toronto

My baby ’bout to break the scales

She done spread it all over town

Carol City to Chicago now

(Yeah, hola) Hola mamacita

I’m so glad to meet you

Yeah, I heard she like that white on white

She movin’ bass like Barry White

Hola mamacita

I’m so glad to meet you

Yeah, I heard she like that white on white

She stick to me like white on rice

Yeah, I think her name was Kia

She asked where can we meet up now

God damn she’s so proud though

Guess that’s the reason why I keep her ’round

And I ain’t being petty

Chicago with me, keep that Manny and that Pedi

I’m in Seattle with my manos

Flew into London now they [?]

Columbiana, Columbiana

Made her way to South Toronto

My baby ’bout to break the scales

She done spread it all over town

Carol City to Chicago now

(Yeah, hola) Hola mamacita

I’m so glad to meet you

Yeah, I heard she like that white on white

She movin’ bass like Barry White

Hola mamacita

I’m so glad to meet you

Yeah, I heard she like that white on white

She stick to me like white on rice

Hola mamacita

I’m so glad to meet you

Yeah, I heard she like that white on white

She stick to me like white on rice

Kent Jones Don’t Mind (Remix)

[Pitbull (DJ Khaled):]

Mr. 305 checking in

(It’s the remix)

Kent Jones

Must feel good to have a worldwide hit, huh papito?

(This is, another one)

Welcome to the club

(We the best music)

[Kent Jones & (Lil Wayne):]

Keep telling me this

And telling me that (yes lord)

You said once you take me with you, I’ll never go back (Moolah baby)

Now I got a lesson that I want to teach ya (And this is)

I’m a show you that where you from don’t matter to me

(This is the remix baby, yeah)

She said “Hola, ¿Cómo estás?, she said “Konnichiwa”

(This is the remix baby)

She said “Pardon my French”, I said “Bonjour Madame”

(This is the remix baby, yeah)

Then she said “Sak pase” and I said “N’ap boule”

(This is the remix baby, yeah)

No matter where I go, you know I love ’em all

[Pitbull:]

I’m surrounded by Caribbean queens

I’m talkin’ Cubans, Puerto Ricans and Dominican things

I got Jamaicans and them Haitians, no un poco santi

I got them Trini’s and them Beijing’s and they all for me

Let’s not talk about the woman down in Mexico

Yeah they pretty but they could be cartel on the low

So ten cuidado, down in Brazil, they got booties for real

Those Colombians are stunners, they got looks that could kill

She told me, “Ay papacito, ay mi rey”

She said “De dónde tu eres? I wanna stay”

I got my money for sure, got my passport for sure

As soon as she hit the bathroom, I hit the door

I’m gone

[Kent Jones & Lil Wayne:]

She said “Hola, ¿Cómo estás?, she said “Konnichiwa”

She said “Pardon my French”, I said “Bonjour Madame”

Then she said “Sak pase” and I said “N’ap boule”

No matter where I go, you know I love ’em all

She said “Hola, ¿Cómo estás?, she said “Konnichiwa”

She said “Pardon my French”, I said “Bonjour Madame”

Then she said “Sak pase” and I said “N’ap boule”

No matter where I go, you know I love ’em all

[Lil Wayne:]

Bonjour mademoiselle, je m’appelle Lil Tunechi

Might want cover your ears, cause Young Moolah, we boomin’

I’m a savage, I’m a beast, I have sex on the beach

And my ho speak foreign, and my plug speak foreign

I pull up in something foreign, my bitch light orange

I’m rockin’ Ralph Lauren and some Chucks like Norris

And these other ducks boring, and my bucks foreign

Codeine in my urine so I’m snoring and ignoring

When she telling me this

[Kent Jones (Lil Wayne):]

Keep telling me this

And telling me that (yes lord)

You said once you take me with you, I’ll never go back (Moolah baby)

Now I got a lesson that I want to teach ya (And this is)

I’m a show you that where you from don’t matter to me

(This is the remix baby)

She said “Hola, ¿Cómo estás?, she said “Konnichiwa”

(This is the remix baby)

She said “Pardon my French”, I said “Bonjour Madame”

(This is the remix baby)

Then she said “Sak pase” and I said “N’ap boule”

(This is the remix baby)

No matter where I go, you know I love ’em all

She said “Hola, ¿Cómo estás?, she said “Konnichiwa”

She said “Pardon my French”, I said “Bonjour Madame”

Then she said “Sak pase” and I said “N’ap boule”

No matter where I go

[Kent Jones:]

Lord have mercy, I can’t help but keep it G

Grab your girls if you with them

If you ain’t take the keys and go and get them

While you at it get your mom so I can thank her for your courage

Cause you got them family genes and I love the way you fit ’em

She don’t wanna leave, why? Cause I’m a true religion

Tell your friend to be my guest, and if she smart she know the rest

I had way too much Belaire, and I’m quiet sure you can tell it

To be real I forgot your name, so I’m askin’ how you spell it

You keep

[DJ Khaled, Lil Wayne & Pitbull:]

Felicidades

This the remix

And this is the remix

It’s We The Best epidemic, epic!

Another one

Kent Jones Sit Down

[Kent Jones:]

Get up, get up

Walked up in the building, seen too many bitches on the wall

Niggas on the wall

Hey, baby, you there

Light skin, thick with the blue hair

Red ‘Lenciagas, got a new pair

Every real hood bitch do hair

Hey, won’t you come here?

Get down, you know how I get down

Take a seat, sit down

Oh my God, oh my God

I don’t really know her huh? Know her huh?

She wanna come over huh? Over huh?

I’m already over her, over her

When I’m in town she make sure that she see me, you understand?

I don’t know just how you niggas perceive me, you understand?

Throwing stones but you just wanna be me, you understand?

Ain’t them guys that you see on the TV, you understand?

Hey, baby, you there

Light skin, thick with the blue hair

Red ‘Lenciagas, got a new pair

Every real hood bitch do hair

Hey, won’t you come here?

Get down, you know how I get down

Tell your hatin’ home girls, sit down

Take a seat, sit down

[Ty Dolla Sign:]

Hey lil mama, you know you fuckin’ with a motherfuckin’ superstar

You know I pick your ass up in the foreign car

And fuck you right there in it like a porn star, yeah, yeah

Hey, why you so nasty?

She say “Dolla why you gotta be so nasty?”

She said “Dolla sign, why you always stay high”

I say, “You ain’t ever lied, you ain’t ever lie”

I pull up on her, I got her choosey

Her man a loser, she in a real nigga presence

She want Dolla, she fuck with Dolla

She came for Dolla, pull up in that ‘Rari

She said “Hey Dolla, Dolla, hey Dolla, Dolla

Why you spendin’ all your money on these bottles?”

Hey Dolla, Dolla, hey Dolla, Dolla

No more ratchets for me, only models

[Kent Jones:]

Hey, baby, you there

Light skin, thick with the blue hair

Red ‘Lenciagas, got a new pair

Every real hood bitch do hair

Hey, won’t you come here?

Get down, you know how I get down

Tell your hatin’ home girls, sit down

Take a seat, sit down

[Lil Dicky:]

Off top I was getting ready, white boy like my mom Betty

I’m too nice for this game ese, I walked in there was confetti

Girls took to me already

Lil hoe with them dreads wanna go make whoopie

Go ball Eddy, Heartbreaker, y’all all petty

These bitches wanna get it ultra strength

Pay a ton, I’m jamming like I’m Kent

Y’all all a bunch of fucking Detlef Schrempf’s

Showstopper, got flow poppin’

These hoes knockin’ down doors

Jockin’ my stones, moccasin flows

Stay on your toes

I’m better than better

I’ll get it on top like a header that’s word

Little mama lookin’ at me, nine o’clock

And from the look of it that bitch need a vagina mop

And you mistook if you think we that gon’ designer shop

I’mma pull up like a bull up in the china shop, break you down

Chicken parmesan, how you want it, I’m cookin’

I got a nose for these hoes, I’m the Piglet of pussy

I gotta know if you pro, going down on my tooshie

Cause if you are then you’re probably too aggressive for Dicky

[E-40:]

When I was a teen I scored a half a meal ticket

My team moved mean and they’ll smoke you like a brisket

Raised in the slums, in the sewer, in the gutter

Where shit ain’t sweet like unsalted butter

Make more paper than your daddy and your mother

Pulled up European, started with a fixer-upper

Throwing up signs like a third base coach

Baby she a dime, got a rump like a roast

[Kent Jones:]

Hey, baby, you there

Light skin, thick with the blue hair

Red ‘Lenciagas, got a new pair

Every real hood bitch do hair

Hey, won’t you come here?

Get down, you know how I get down

Tell your hatin’ home girls, sit down

Take a seat, sit down

Sit down, take a seat, sit down

Sit down, take a seat, sit down

Sit down, take a seat, sit down

Sit down, take a seat, sit down

Sit down, take a seat, sit down

Kent Jones Alright

I’m win or lose tonight

It cost to live this type of life (yeah)

She said I might move tonight

But only if that price is right (yeah)

She make the news, in Giuseppe shoes

It’s alright, alright

Win or lose, take her for jewels

It’s alright, alright

I said don’t lose yourself

In that mud, cause it get rainy all the time

She on that pole forever

So right now, it’s too many singles on the ground (yeah!)

She said I’m a freak

But I’m not promiscuous

I like shit discreet

She ain’t know what the difference was

Said she wanna come back just to smoke and chill with us

I told her get a taxi, I hopped up in my sprinter bus

She pullin’ up in the Maybach and I asked how much the rental was

Dinner date with her man, I still asked how much dinner was

Beehive outside the fucking studio

I told Smitty don’t knock it down, bitch don’t kill my buzz

I’m win or lose tonight

It cost to live this type of life (yeah)

She said I might move tonight

But only if that price is right (yeah)

She make the news, in Giuseppe shoes

It’s alright, alright

Win or lose, take her for jewels

It’s alright, alright

I said don’t lose yourself

In that mud, cause it get rainy all the time

She on that pole forever

So right now, it’s too many singles on the ground (yeah!)

Don’t hate the playa

Girl, just hate the game

My stomach turned, it had too much to drank

I hit Golden Krust

Cause I was feeling urghy

If Shaun wasn’t Livingston, would they sell curry?

Tell the driver be here 12:30

Call Nessa cause I can’t go with my nails dirty

She askin’ too many questions ’bout who my exes is

So I kindly got up showed her where the exit is

I’m win or lose tonight

It cost to live this type of life (yeah)

She said I might move tonight

But only if that price is right (yeah)

She make the news, in Giuseppe shoes

It’s alright, alright, alright

Win or lose, take her for jewels

It’s alright, alright

I said don’t lose yourself

In that mud, cause it get rainy all the time

She on that pole forever

So right now, it’s too many singles on the ground (yeah!)

Kent Jones Merengue

Oh yeah

Dance

Dance merengue

Baby

Dance merengue with you mama

Dance merengue know you wanna

A little Marc Anthony

It’ll bring you right back to me

Dance merengue with you mama

Dance merengue know you wanna

A little Marc Anthony

It’ll bring you right back to me

Hey

Got that iron how you did it like that

Low skirt with a booty underneath it like that

Hot like a summer girl you so fine

And you know I’m trying to give it to you on top

Don’t wanna let you go

But you put up a wall like Mexico

I ain’t trying to gas you up like Texaco

I just really wanna, really wanna let you know

Cause I know what you need

To make it through the night

I can get you right

And I know what you need

To make it through the night

I could ease your mind baby

Boricua, morena

Boricua, morena

Dominicana, Columbiana

Americana, Italiana

Dance merengue with you mama

Dance merengue know you wanna

A little Marc Anthony

It’ll bring you right back to me

Dance merengue with you mama

Dance merengue know you wanna

A little Marc Anthony

It’ll bring you right back to me

I just wanna let you know

Imma take this dance never let you go

I know how you really feel if the rest don’t know

She said I ain’t really trying to profess you know

Fuck it, let’s be professional

I know to get, never get to know

I ain’t trying to save nothing

But on my insurance I need to find me a girl on her Progressive flow

Cause I know what you need

To make it through the night

I can get you right

And I know what you need

To make it through the night

I could ease your mind baby

Boricua, morena

Boricua, morena

Dominicana, Columbiana

Americana, Italiana

Dance merengue with you mama

Dance merengue know you wanna

A little Marc Anthony

It’ll bring you right back to me

Dance merengue with you mama

Dance merengue know you wanna

A little Marc Anthony

It’ll bring you right back to me

Dance merengue with you mama

Dance merengue know you wanna

A little Marc Anthony

It’ll bring you right back to me

Dance merengue with you mama

Dance merengue know you wanna

A little Marc Anthony

It’ll bring you right back to me

Dance merengue

Dance merengue with you mama

Dance merengue

Dance merengue with you mama

Baby

Kent Jones Don’t Mind

Hola, hola na

She telling me this

And telling me that

You said once you take me with you, I’ll never go back

Now I got a lesson that I want to teach

I’mma show you that where you from don’t matter to me

She said, “Hola. ¿Cómo estás?” She said, “Konnichiwa.”

She said, “Pardon my French,” I said, “Bonjour, Madame.”

Then she said, “Sak pase,” and I said, “N’ap boule.”

No matter where I go, you know I love ’em all

She said, “Hola. ¿Como estás?” She said, “Konnichiwa.”

She said, “Pardon my French,” I said, “Bonjour, Madame.”

Then she said, “Sak pase,” and I said, “N’ap boule.”

No matter where I go you know I love them all

African American for sure

I told that baby coming rock a rodeo

Every time I come around, man, I go for broke

She gives me desktop til I overload

Now, baby, you gon’ go where you supposed to go

‘Cause I ain’t got time for you every day

She said she got a man keep it on the low

I said he don’t speak English, fuck he gon’ say (aye)

Telling me this

And telling me that

You said once you take me with you, I’ll never go back

Now I got a lesson that I want to teach ya

I’mma show you that where you from don’t matter to me

She said, “Hola. ¿Cómo estás?” She said, “Konnichiwa.”

She said, “Pardon my French,” I said, “Bonjour, Madame.”

Then she said, “Sak pase,” and I said, “N’ap boule.”

No matter where I go, you know I love ’em all

She said, “Hola. ¿Como estás?” She said, “Konnichiwa.”

She said, “Pardon my French,” I said, “Bonjour, Madame.”

Then she said, “Sak pase,” and I said, “N’ap boule.”

No matter where I go you know I love them all

She from Africa but she fucks me like she Haitian

Ass black, but the eyes looking Asian

I give her the can in Kansas;

I got it on tape; she on candid camera

OKC I forgot we met in Oklahoma

I use to smoke Regina, she from Arizona

Then I met a girl in Cali I never disowned her;

She got that high grade

Her weed come with diplomas, I want her

But she keep

Telling me this

And telling me that

You said once you take me with you, I’ll never go back

Now I got a lesson that I want to teach ya

I’mma show you that where you from don’t matter to me

She said, “Hola. ¿Cómo estás?” She said, “Konnichiwa.”

She said, “Pardon my French,” I said, “Bonjour, Madame.”

And she said, “Sak pase,” and I said, “N’ap boule.”

No matter where I go, you know I love ’em all

She said, “Hola. ¿Como estás?” She said, “Konnichiwa.”

She said, “Pardon my French,” I said, “Bonjour, Madame.”

And she said, “Sak pase,” and I said, “N’ap boule.”

No matter where I go you know I love them all

She said, “Hola. ¿Cómo estás?” She said, “Konnichiwa.”

She said, “Pardon my French,” I said, “Bonjour, Madame.”

And she said, “Sak pase,” and I said, “N’ap boule.”

No matter where I go, you know I love ’em all

She said, “Hola. ¿Como estás?” She said, “Konnichiwa.”

She said, “Pardon my French,” I said, “Bonjour, Madame.”

And she said, “Sak pase,” and I said, “N’ap boule.”

No matter where I go you know I love them all

Kent Jones Premaducers

Yeah, yeah

I see they gettin’ super comfortable over there, or rather complacent

It’s Prima Donna producer syndrome, it’s so contagious

All of a sudden they accomplished in everybody faces

It’s crazy what you see a grown men do for a placement

I’m still gettin’ [?] for when all my shit was peakin’

Lookin’ at my bank account, I see them pinches peakin’

Lookin’ at me and you, we do it for different reasons

All that other shit you doin’, just attention seekin’

When you really got it, ain’t gotta reach for it

When you talented, you ain’t even brush, gotta speak for it

And I never been no one to do the stereotypin’

But she ain’t my type and that’s why I’m in the Quays bored

I never wanna come off from my raps like I’m upset

But I wouldn’t be real if I ain’t get it off my chest

I leave social media to those who use it best

Lunch lady, I’m servin’ you niggas with the net

Don’t be makin’ these statements you later on regret

I don’t respond to media ’cause I’m more impatient

Don’t be back pedallin’, apologizin’

Sayin’ that I’m nice, it was imposed, you ain’t posed to mean to say it

Like I should just turn my cheek like lil’ bro and take it

Like you weren’t one of them ones that shocked I made it

Like you was so surprised when I seen the hatred

Like I ain’t the one the city deem the greatest

My cousin Jay doin’ the bid and sent me 8 letters

And how it’s crazy that we let age get us

And how it moves him every time he sees me on the screen

And all them other days he said my music made better

You can’t get her, I ate better, I ain’t never

But I’m pretty sure that she taste better

She got me in a little spill, lower case letters

Her man ain’t finished his sentence like open space question

Market least for good stars, she wasn’t on the dart

Told her and them, come here before we part

My mandem, some nig’ got my cards

You can swipe it and he throw it, call it catchin’ a charge

Never got gas, instead I listen

These niggas too thirsty for recognition

Yeah, the way that you workin’ be less efficient

Say you got a sound but it’s just repetition

I don’t care about the money you ever spent

All you front this frost, clearly evident

And they ain’t even gotta agree in they head with it

As long as at the end of the day they respect this shit

Smilin’ at my accomplishments but you hardly was proud

Tried to say ’cause of a image, they couldn’t marker my style

We still makin’ music at the spot right by your house

I’m like a 30 second fight, shit, I’m hardly around

Punchin’ 9 to 5 clocks ’cause the bills start to pile

Where would me and my son be if we had followed the crowd?

Shit and I’m never backin’ down

Maybe 5 five years from now we can see who still around

Kent Jones Four 4 Four

[Ellie:]

A force of nature is what I am these days

Out of the dark, I came like a hurricane

This force of nature brews inside of me

And now I own the dark, I own the dark

[Kent Jones:]

There’s seven different levels of devil worshippin’

Used to wonder why they used to all curve me then

God said he called but I had bad reception

Hope he know that’s the reason I didn’t hurry then

You’re breaking all the rules that you don’t deserve to bend

Don’t make me feel bad for that time I curved your friend

She say she rushin’ so that’s why she hurryin’

She say she Russian so that’s why she hurryin’

It’s we the best, who? We the best truce

Shit these beats I chew, they be like bless you

You still kickin’ your seat up, you fightin’ for leg room

Fuck first class I need me a bedroom

You still kickin’ your seat up, you fightin’ for leg room

Fuck first class I need me a bedroom

Fuck first class I need me a bedroom

And a thick flight attendant to take to the restroom

They said “Kent why you had to play us all as fools?”

Don’t Mind was super cool but the bars super curle

No crime scene until it’s a crime seen

Where you see a nigga leakin’ a tape like YesJulz

I should have said yes the last time I saw her

I knew she was a freak, I’m glad somebody caught her

Least her future husband know where to head before the altar

They call her everything in the book, I don’t know what to call her

But the dick’s so good she might tell me to call her often

The dick’s so good she might tell me to call her often

You’d think I made the news, I just see it how I call it

Yet the media insists that I never do enough talkin’

Never take enough pictures, never do enough smilin’

I just popped an Adderall, they seen the back of my eyelids

Just left the studio and then I jumped right on a plane

Label booked twelve hours, guess I’m goin’ over it again

Had a dream, Jesus grabbed the wheel in the brand new Camaro

Afterwards he gave it to me just to make me feel special

I gave thanks and I took that bitch on a test drive

Had to trade it for a Wraith cause the seats was too narrow

Now they heard I sold my soul, I’m wearin’ designer shoes

Priority on my pass, ain’t waitin’ in line with you

They say I sold my soul but that ain’t nothin’ new

I was playin’ rhythm and blues on Sunday with gossip groups

Judged by old traditionals, they about to be fossil fuel

How you forget the blues was the birth of gospel tunes?

How you forget the youth but you the first to watch the news?

How you can’t feel the shoes but still want God to walk with you?

How you ain’t got a blender when it’s time to make my drink?

Coulda sworn that I was at the fuckin’ W

You said you make songs that sound bigger in the club

I said I write bars that are bigger than your buzz

[Ellie:]

A force of nature is what I am these days

Out of the dark, I came like a hurricane

This force of nature brews inside of me

And now I own the dark, I own the dark

A force of nature is what I am these days

Out of the dark, I came like a hurricane

This force of nature brews inside of me

And now I own the dark, I own the dark