Mrs. Jones

Holding hands Making all kinds of plans While we keep on playing our favorite song Me and Mrs Mrs. Jones Mrs. Jones Mrs. Jones Mrs. Jones You know love is an incredible thing And we don't know love like we should We always talk about I have unconditional love Unconditional love we don't even know it Because if a person stops stimulating us we stop loving them You're not interesting to talk to anymore, goodbye But that real love That love that sometimes is difficult Difficult to have that's that love Me and Mrs. Jones we go way back I ain't talkin bout no grade school we past that I'm talking bout them late late phone calls When I used to put you over all my dogs A young fool I admit My homies sparked up the spliff Guaranteed I hit that shit Resulting in how I spit Many people not gon like these lines We gon never trip Gave up school for the second time Call that double dip For this music shit niggas think it's bars and riddles All my real niggas know my shit been hard since middle school I spit like my dentures out