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My man got a caught on fed photo
So he get out of Atlanta hit SoHo
Baby say he been selfish, he like "so ho?"
Then he picked up the cell phone his old ho
She took him to the airport, hit him some bread
Parked in the deck, then hit him some head
Hit the counter with the ID and the ticket
The old man little but he hit him with a fifty
Hit him with a hundred, hit him the "Shhh..."
The old man stamped the ticket and he like "Shhh..."
he hit him with the smile, and he hit him with the wink
And JoJo hit the bathroom, JoJo hit the
Cold water, had to on the face
His iPod Snoop "Murder was the Case"
Oh shit, looked to his left,
"Peace God, Peace God, where's Rae?"
"Think he had show in M.I.A today"
told him "nice Wallies"
then out on his way
Now it's back to reality, reality
gotta make it to that side of the gate
He moves out the bathroom quickly haste
And it's a long line, it's a before the gates
And it's an old giving Jo the evil eye
Mad cause she see him spaces in line
Back in line spot Ivy
from the hood that he knew from NYC
TSA so she cleared him on the ID
he go through X-ray he taking off his shades
Taking off his jacket, arm out the
Reached in his pocket, oh shit got
He done it this far, whats Jo to do?
So he it in his pocket
And he right through (He walked right through?)
He right through
Then the TSA agent say "She at you."
The old lady that had seen Jo cut
Went to a officer and tried to dime
But Ivy wasn't that, stepped to the copper
Told him that the old lady's ID proper
Now the old lady treated like a terrorist
Cop got his hand where her grey hair it is
After this though she gonna have to see a
JoJo found the situation
Threw the old deuces, heading to the train
Concourse A, headed to his
Arrived on time, they called the class
Upgraded ticket took a little cash
Jo's relieved, hes almost
Can't to land in the NYC
Seat belts on, seat up
Triple shot of Seagram's in cup
A little too much he felt the up
She "Stop, sir!", he looks like "What?"
Gave a big tip he headed to the bathroom
When he got there her "Hey, it has room"
Turned the bathroom into a
She was hitting lines he was hitting behind
Look up in the saw Ghost another time
"Peace god, god, I ain't see ya Wis'
toward the mirror cause I gotta talk biz"
Ghostface told him only 20 to
When you get a car take you to Astoria
You don't the alphabet boys on call
So tell the stewardess to make a call
Wheelchair came, plane
couple old folks and they canes
Exiting the door he seen a dog walking
dump the weed, nowhere to go
Turns out the dog sniffed out that
thing the stewardess a cokehead ho
Cause they the bitch
And her ass to the flo'
Jo the wheelchair boy "Let's go!"
And Jo got away that's how the go