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My man JoJo got a on fed photo
So he gotta get out of Atlanta hit
Baby say he been 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, hit him with some head
Hit the counter with the ID and the ticket
The old man suspicious but he hit him with a fifty
Hit him with a hundred, hit him the "Shhh..."
The old man stamped the ticket and he went "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 iPod Snoop "Murder was the Case"
Oh shit, to his left, Ghostface
"Peace God, God, where's Shallah Rae?"
"Think he had down in M.I.A today"
Ghost him "nice Wallies"
went out on his way
Now it's back to reality, reality
gotta make it to that side of the gate
He moves out the quickly with haste
And it's a long line, it's a before the gates
And an old lady giving Jo the evil eye
Mad cause she see him cutting in line
Back in line spot Ivy
Girl from the hood that he from NYC
TSA so she cleared him on the ID
Before he go through 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 it in his pocket
And he walked right through (He walked through?)
He walked through
Then the TSA say "She pointing at you."
The old lady that had seen Jo cut
Went to a officer and to drop dime
But Ivy wasn't having that, to the copper
Told him the old lady's ID wasn't proper
Now the old lady getting like a terrorist
Cop got his where her grey pubic hair it is
After this though she gonna to see a therapist
JoJo found the situation
Threw the old lady's deuces, to the train
A, headed to his plane
Arrived on time, they the first class
Upgraded ticket took a more cash
Jo's relieved, hes almost
Can't to land in the NYC
Seat on, seat back up
Triple shot of in JoJo's cup
A little too he felt the stewardess up
She said "Stop, sir!", he like "What?"
Gave a big tip then he headed to the
he got there told her "Hey, it has room"
Turned the bathroom into a
She was hitting lines he was hitting behind
Look up in the mirror saw Ghost another
"Peace god, pardon god, I see ya Wis'
Lean toward the mirror cause I gotta biz"
told him only 20 to LaGuardia
When you get there a car take you to
You don't want the alphabet on call
So tell the to make a wheelchair call
came, deboard plane
Jojo old folks and they canes
Exiting the door he a dog walking slow
Couldn't dump the weed, to go
Turns out the dog out that blow
Good thing the a cokehead ho
Cause bumrushed the bitch
And her ass to the flo'
Jo the wheelchair boy "Let's go!"
And Jo got away how the story go