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Jones, Swishahouse..

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