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My man JoJo got a caught on fed
So he get out of Atlanta hit SoHo
Baby mama say he selfish, he like "so ho?"
he picked up the cell phone called 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 the fake ID and the ticket
The old man suspicious but he hit him with a fifty
Hit him a hundred, hit him with the "Shhh..."
The old man the ticket and he went like "Shhh..."
Then he hit him the smile, and he hit him with the wink
And JoJo hit the bathroom, JoJo hit the
Cold water, had to splash on the
His pumping Snoop "Murder was the Case"
Oh shit, to his left, Ghostface
"Peace God, Peace God, Shallah Rae?"
"Think he had show in M.I.A today"
Ghost him "nice Wallies"
went out on his way
Now it's to reality, reality say:
Still gotta make it to that of the gate
He out the bathroom quickly with haste
And it's a long line, a while before the gates
And it's an old giving Jo the evil eye
Mad cause she see him cutting in line
Back in JoJo spot Ivy
Girl from the 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
in his pocket, oh shit got weed
He done made it this far, Jo to do?
So he stuffed it in his
And he walked through (He walked right through?)
He right through
Then the TSA agent say "She at you."
The old that had seen Jo cut line
Went to a officer and tried to dime
But Ivy wasn't that, stepped to the copper
Told him the old lady's ID wasn't proper
Now the old lady treated like a terrorist
Cop got his hand where her pubic hair it is
After this she gonna have to see a therapist
JoJo the situation hilarious
Threw the old lady's deuces, to the train
Concourse A, to his plane
Arrived on time, they called the first
Upgraded ticket took a more cash
relieved, hes almost free
Can't to land in the NYC
Seat belts on, seat up
Triple of Seagram's in JoJo's cup
A little too he felt the stewardess up
She "Stop, sir!", he looks like "What?"
Gave a big tip then he headed to the
he got there told her "Hey, it has room"
Turned the bathroom a smashroom
She was lines he was hitting from behind
up in the mirror saw Ghost another time
"Peace god, god, I ain't see ya Wis'
Lean toward the cause I gotta talk biz"
Ghostface told him 20 to LaGuardia
When you get there a car you to Astoria
You don't want the boys on call
So tell the to make a wheelchair call
Wheelchair came, plane
Jojo couple old folks and canes
the door he seen a dog walking slow
Couldn't dump the weed, to go
Turns out the dog sniffed out blow
Good thing the a cokehead ho
Cause they the bitch
And her ass to the flo'
Jo told the boy "Let's go!"
And Jo got that's how the story go