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Jones, Swishahouse..

[Mike
6:00 on the dot, got's to get
Move stone for stone, go minimum wage
Buy the home on hill, clothes out the
Move 22 inches, on the
Got's to good, got's to look fresh
out the shower, baguettes cross my chest
4-5 handy, candy
In 21 years, I knocked down four
I to ride long, candy colors on cutters
I you can't believe it, but the inside is butter
sagging then a wagon, kid's dragging
I got more fire, than Lee the Dragon
Me and T. Clarence, in the Hummer
Where is Lil' Walty, where is the
Back on a mission, flipping
You stacked up some cash, don't stop flipping
Where is T. Flowers, is Jamal
I got fo' freaks, so let's start a party
Gin and Bacardi, play em Atari
just in my nature, that Mike Jones is hardy
Red Boy Rap-A-Lot, I see you coming through
In the Escalade, on
Wearing FUBU, J. Prince
I've been putting it down, for H-Town since
Scarface first came, to bring pain
Got a purple dropping screens, it purple rain
Mike Jones mayn, I claim North
You can the fame, just give me the change
Freestyle off the mind, kit recline
Keep in mine, you don't grind you shine
I say that verse a lot, just to let you know
You gotta plant the seed, if you the plant to grow
Now I'm in the Lexus, police..
You test me, I'll be in your ... a wedgie
What's up to the Twinz, that's in the
We Gon you boys, that Swishahouse put it down
State to state town to town, hit the we gon clown
When I we talking bout em grill, they gon frown
Me and the Mad, Gator flipping Jag
My got on me, when I sag
Saginng my jeans, sixteen
Where is the do-do, where is the
I feel pretty good, I just bought the Gator
I through Sprewells, on the Navigator
It's the Mike Jones, freestyling the dome
I might come through, Yellowstone, Home
Riding in my drop top, with the Watts
I hit the stage, I'ma give it all I got
Michael chopping, rag tops dropping
Girls who didn't cut for me befo', bopping
is the pride, where is the pull
My album, Who Is Mike Jones coming
up don't worry, put a lighter up the room
Watch me sweep chasers, without a broom
If you wanna see me flow, book me for a
And see, me and Magno go
Man I'm again, spinning it's a sin
for the ten, off a 5 or 6-10
That's a freeway, Northside Southside we ride blue and
We might ride red, us turn heads
Quit all the plexing, and start stacking
No time to tell you boys to grind, if you wanna
It's the boy Mike Jones, putting it