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[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 Hopped out the shower, cross my chest 4-5 handy, Lamborgini In 21 years, I knocked down four I like to long, candy colors on cutters I know you can't believe it, but the inside is Pelly-Pel then a wagon, kid's dragging I got more fire, Bruce Lee the Dragon Me and T. Clarence, in the Hummer Where is Lil' Walty, is the Hummer Back on a mission, Expedition You stacked up some cash, don't stop flipping Where is T. Flowers, where is I got fo' freaks, so let's a freak party Gin and Bacardi, play em like It's in my nature, that Mike Jones is hardy Red Boy from Rap-A-Lot, I see you coming In the Escalade, on FUBU, maybe J. Prince I've been it down, for H-Town ever since Scarface first came, to bring pain Got a dropping screens, call it purple rain Mike mayn, I claim North mayn You can the fame, just give me the change off the mind, bumper kit recline Keep in mine, you don't grind you don't I say that a lot, just to let you boys know You gotta plant the seed, if you 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, that's in the We Gon show you boys, that put it down to state town to town, hit the stage we gon clown When I we talking bout em grill, they gon frown Me and the Mad, flipping flipping Jag My got on me, when I sag Saginng my jeans, brother is the do-do, where is the lean I pretty good, I just bought the yellow Gator I through Sprewells, on the blue the Mike Jones, freestyling from the dome I might come through, Yellowstone, Home Riding in my drop top, with the Watts When I hit the stage, give it all I got Watts chopping, rag tops dropping Girls who didn't cut for me befo', bopping Where is the pride, where is the My album, Who Is Mike Jones soon up don't worry, put a lighter up the room Watch me sweep chasers, without a broom If you wanna see me flow, me for a show 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 and grey We might ride red, watch us turn Quit all the plexing, and start bread No to tell you boys to grind, if you wanna shine It's the boy Mike Jones, it down