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My man JoJo got a on fed photo
So he gotta get out of hit SoHo
Baby mama say he selfish, he like "so ho?"
Then he picked up the cell phone his old ho
She took him to the airport, hit him with bread
Parked in the deck, then hit him some head
Hit the counter with the fake ID and the
The old man little suspicious but he hit him a fifty
Hit him a hundred, hit him with the "Shhh..."
The old man stamped the and he went like "Shhh..."
Then he hit him the smile, and he hit him with the wink
And JoJo hit the bathroom, hit the sink
water, had to splash on the face
His iPod pumping "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, say:
Still gotta 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 it's an old lady giving Jo the eye
Mad cause she see him cutting in line
Back in JoJo spot Ivy
Girl from the hood that he knew NYC
TSA agent so she 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 got weed
He done made it this far, Jo to do?
So he it in his pocket
And he right through (He walked right through?)
He walked right
the TSA agent say "She pointing at you."
The old that had seen Jo cut line
Went to a officer and tried to dime
But Ivy having that, stepped to the copper
him that the old lady's ID wasn't proper
Now the old lady getting treated a terrorist
Cop got his hand where her grey 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
Concourse A, headed to his
Arrived on time, called the first class
Upgraded ticket took a little cash
Jo's relieved, hes almost
Can't wait to in the NYC
Seat belts on, back up
Triple shot of in JoJo's cup
A little too much he felt the up
She said "Stop, sir!", he looks "What?"
Gave a big tip he headed to the bathroom
he got there told her "Hey, it has room"
Turned the into a smashroom
She was hitting lines he was hitting from
Look up in the mirror saw another time
"Peace god, pardon god, I see ya Wis'
toward the mirror cause I gotta talk biz"
Ghostface told him 20 to LaGuardia
When you get there a car you to Astoria
You want the alphabet boys on call
So tell the to make a wheelchair call
Wheelchair came, plane
Jojo couple old folks and they
the door he seen a dog walking slow
Couldn't dump the weed, to go
Turns out the dog sniffed out blow
Good the stewardess a cokehead ho
Cause they bumrushed the
And threw her ass to the
Jo told the boy "Let's go!"
And Jo got away how the story go