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My man JoJo got a caught on fed
So he gotta get out of Atlanta hit
Baby mama say he selfish, he like "so ho?"
Then he picked up the 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 with the fake ID and the ticket
The old man little suspicious but he hit him with a
Hit him with a hundred, hit him the "Shhh..."
The old man stamped the and he went like "Shhh..."
Then he hit him with the smile, and he hit him 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, to his left, Ghostface
"Peace God, Peace God, where's Rae?"
"Think he had show in M.I.A today"
Ghost him "nice Wallies"
then out on his way
Now back to reality, reality say:
Still gotta make it to that side of the
He moves out the bathroom quickly with
And it's a long line, a while before the gates
And it's an old lady Jo the evil eye
Mad cause she see him cutting in line
Back in line JoJo Ivy
Girl from the hood he knew from NYC
TSA so she cleared him on the ID
Before he go through X-ray he off his shades
off his jacket, arm out the sleeve
Reached in his pocket, oh got weed
He done made it far, whats Jo to do?
So he it in his pocket
And he walked right (He walked right through?)
He walked right
Then the TSA say "She pointing at you."
The old lady that had seen Jo cut
Went to a officer and tried to drop
But Ivy wasn't having that, to the copper
Told him that the old lady's ID wasn't
Now the old getting treated like a terrorist
Cop got his where her grey pubic hair it is
After this though she gonna to see a therapist
JoJo the situation hilarious
the old lady's deuces, heading to the train
Concourse A, headed to his
Arrived on time, called the first class
Upgraded ticket a little more cash
Jo's relieved, hes free
Can't wait to in the NYC
Seat belts on, back up
Triple shot of 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 to the bathroom
When he got there her "Hey, it has room"
Turned the bathroom into a
She was hitting lines he was hitting from
Look up in the saw Ghost another time
"Peace god, pardon god, I ain't see ya
toward the mirror cause I gotta talk biz"
Ghostface told him only 20 to
When you get there a car you to Astoria
You don't want the alphabet boys on
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 sniffed out that
Good the stewardess a cokehead ho
Cause they bumrushed the
And threw her ass to the
Jo the wheelchair boy "Let's go!"
And Jo got that's how the story go