Quintarius Jones from Still Puffin' by Leche

Quintarius Jones
Rollin em bones
Don't ya know you're gonna make your mom moan

Wranglin steers
Sluggin em beers
On the ranch ya couldn't spend another year

Ya Pa was a drunk
Ya wages stunk
Boss wouldn't let ya play that funk

So ya stole his car
Saw the bar
Drove so fast ya jammed the cops radar

Drank some brews
Ate some rouxs
Shooting the dice ya can't fucking lose

You're playing your plan
Beatin the clan
Honkeys thought they saw the devils hands

So they took ya back
Stole your sack
Held ya down and started swapping smacks

Quintarius Jones
Rollin em bones
Don't ya know you're gonna make your mom moan

But the wheel fell
Ya gave em hell
Grabbed a club and made their faces swell

You came back out
The woman shout
The men squirmin like mississippi trout

Took your club
Trashed the pub
Beat the whites and made em spew their grub

Blood on the walls
Challengers fall
Ya move so fast the cops couldn't hear their calls

Pocket the die
And lit the stye
Watching and laughing as the honkies fry

Quintarious Jones
Rollin em bones
Don't ya know you're gonna make your mom moan

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