[Mike Jones]
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Mike Jones!! Who? Mike Jones!! Who? Mike Jones, Jones!!
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My album, "Who is Mike Jones?"
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My album, "Who is Mike Jones?"
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[Intro: samples and scratching]
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"Swishahouse we cuttin the finest, two ladies on the covers now"
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"Swishahouse we cuttin the finest, two ladies on the covers now"
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"Swishahouse we cuttin the finest, two ladies on the covers now"
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"Swishahouse we cuttin the finest, two ladies on the covers now"
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[Mike Jones]
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I keep that purple stuff, in my cup, diamonds shine from princess cuts
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I stay on the grind, stackin bucks, I'ma major now fin' to fuck it up
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Twenty-fo's when I roll up, purple drink gon' po' it up
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Find a block then sew it up, you claim a set then throw it up
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Like Lil' Jon I keep it crunk, got beef with me I'ma pop the trunk
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Like Pastor Troy I'm "Ridin' Big," to the club, blowin skunk
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I'm Mike Jones and I'm on the rise, 80 4's pokin out of my ride
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My name alone can't be denied, my name alone can't be denied
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2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo'
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Hit Mike Jones up on the low cause Mike Jones about to blow
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2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo'
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Hit Mike Jones up on the low cause Mike Jones about to blow
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If you don't work, you don't eat, you don't grind, you don't shine
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So the next time you come up to me and ask how I blew put that on yo' mind
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If you don't work, you don't eat, you don't grind, you don't shine
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So the next time you come up to me and ask how I blew put that on yo' mind
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[Chorus 2X: samples]
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"You got drank, well po' it up; you claim a set then throw it up"
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"You got drank, well po' it up; you claim a set then throw it up"
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"You got drank, well po' it up; you claim a set then throw it up"
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"You got dank let's blow it up, when my album stop I'ma slow it up"
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[Mike Jones]
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You know me, I'm 'bout that paper, no time to deal with haters
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Screens fall in Navigators cause Mike Jones a paper chaser
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I hater I will erase if he come trippin to my face
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Back then look in my do' I was flippin yapes for the papes
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I swang from lane to lane with one hand on the woodgrain
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The other hand on my cup, sippin that purple stuff
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H-Town Houston Texas we jam music screwed up
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You better throw your shades on when I show my princess cuts
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Cause I - used to hustle hard on my block, laws got hot so I shook the spot
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Started rappin to stack a knot, 7 months later name got hot
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Now I'm fin' to take it to the top I'ma run this shit when my album drop
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So all you haters hatin on me, thanks a lot y'all helped me out
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[Chorus]
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[Mike Jones]
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I come through on all 4's, Cartier tic-tac-toe
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Candy red with the butter flows I got friends but mainly foes
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I got candy color on butter non-stoppers I call 'em cutters
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From 12 to 12 I'm a hustler that came up, from a struggle
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I hustle from noon to night, when I step in a room you see ice
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I'm on my grind puttin it down so I can live my life right
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I stay on the scene, lookin clean, 24's roll while I'm droppin screens
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Befo' I got a major deal I was underground stackin green
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[Chorus]
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Cuttin'
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Mike Jones |