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Joy
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Joy, so
Joy

Timbo, what do, they try to be like Missy but they have no clue
On how I'm spittin' beats the way I move
I move so smooth in my shell toe
Now put the needle on the record, show 'n'

Since ninety-two, I came to win and never
They try to stop a chubby chick from through
My belly out and sellin' out these
My skills, will fulfill, those who booze

My attitude is super cool I'm subdued
And those who fake, I on you and your dudes
I rule the streets I break 'em down no tools
And Misdemeanor give the finger to fools

Whoever doubted I'm 'bout it check the news
And if you snooze on me this year ass will lose
'Cause I will bruise, my screws is like, ooh
When I come out get your release moved

This y'all gon' all lose sleep
I break 'em off somethin', 'em off somethin'
This y'all gon' all lose sleep

This y'all gon' all lose sleep
When I break 'em off somethin', break 'em off
This year you a real MC, when I
Break, break, b-b-break, break,

I flow a beat that make a chick weave blow
And those who try to to the wall I throw
So I it low, 808 kick low
Like oh oh, oh oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Mr. Mos', this beat he
While I kill the track, leave your ears
Fake rappers, this year your lies will be
Like oh oh-oh oh, oh steal the show

Spit on break beats, make rappers sleep
Make labels unable drop artists on leak
I 'em knee deep, need me, be me
Hardly, and basically, I do it nice and

I'm slowin', the down, so you don't miss the shit
That Misdemeanor talkin' like that chronic get you super

year y'all gon' all lose sleep
I break 'em off somethin', 'em off somethin'
This you hear a real MC
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh,

This y'all gon' all lose sleep
When I break 'em off somethin', 'em off somethin'
This year you hear a MC
Break 'em off somethin', break 'em off

See I'm a that's on my grind, I hustle like all the time
I speak what's on my mind, my teeth'll make you
My heat'll lay you down, you come around
Forsaken out there your life'll be deleted

'Cause I don't play dat, you know I play dat
Wherever you talkin' noise is you gon' lay at
I'm "Supa Dupa Fly" like Missy
Before the majors used to diss me

But now I'm on top, I'm hot I can't
Before my deal came my was sold out
been on the hill, diamonds been in my grill
I'm trill U.G.K., you know I keep it real

I'm who, Mike Jones, Who? Jones
Who? Mike and I can't be cloned
2 8 1, 3 3 0, 8 0 0 4
That's my phone number, hit me on the low, I got

Hold up, I see a lot of folks in here sittin 'round like shoes too tight
If you wear a size 10, cram yo' shit up in a size 6 ladies
Be proud of yo' big-big
We came to party up in bitch