[Mike Jones]
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Now when I step out on the block, I'm like a new set of J's
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My sticky green European, with DVD on play
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My bumper kit recline, when I press rewind
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Blue face with baguettes, on my Rolex shine
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I got a Navigator with alligator skin, and 4 or 5 TV's in it
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20 inches spinning, my Cadillac black on black with four 18's in the back
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I put a glacier on my chest, and almost had a heart attack
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I got my mind right, 24 hours going dollar for dollar
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Candy red, on fo's and choppers
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Black flipper yack sipper, mo-mo wood grain gripper
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And a platinum Italian Bentley, on 20 inch clippers
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When the mic on Mike Jones, the crowd get outrageous
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When they see my slab, they all scream contagious
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I crawl like a kitten, with my windows tinted
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Watching TV's in it, so you won't see me in it
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Got a piece so shiny, you see yourself in it
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Cause I'm a bread winner, 3-65 head spinner
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Mike Jones be my name, but you can call me Sachie
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I pull up in a slab, that'll knock out Rocky
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I'm a baller baby, shot caller baby
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In the Lex having sex, 20's crawling baby
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I pull a white Jag, with a raw blue rag
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It's been two three weeks, and I ain't used my thumb rag
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But my grill (still shining), fifth wheel (still reclining)
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And when the freaks see the platinum teeth speak, they be whining
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My fo's are magnificent, ask Magnificent
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My piece my chain and pinky ring, be all glistening
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I'm Mike Jones, through the Woodnorth mayn
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I can pimp the pen, or freestyle from the brain
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Spit game from the head, and make a bitch give me head
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If I ain't getting that bitch head, I'm getting that bitch bread
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Dollas, hopping out the marble blue Impala
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You ain't stepping in my slab, if you don't go low and swalla
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I'm swerving in a Excursion, with three fo' pound birds
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Now let's freestyle, I show my platinum smile
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Mike Jones going long, head shots up in the chrome
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I stepped outside, my girl got a Gucci thong
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On her body call me Sacci, my do stay cocky
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You might see me with Magnificent, or Kiotti
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I steady be going, Mike Jones steady flowing
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And wherever you see me, I gotta throw some mo' in
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Showing off, it's the Mike Jones ain't got a job
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But I still got the bitch, to go low and head bob
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Teeth falling for an hour, I hopped out the shower
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You in see Miogi on, with the baby powder
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Where is the Chris Braser, hopped in my Blazer
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Got cash up, so I bought a skyscraper
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Steady freestyling, steady going long and strong
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We Ballin'
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Mike Jones |