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Still tippin' on fours, rapped in four Vouges
on four fours, rapped in four Vouges
Tippin' on four fours, in four Vouges
Pimpin' four **** and I'm packin fours

Now look who creepin', look who crawlin', still in the mix
Is that 6'6, long **** slim *****, your chick
Pullin' tricks, lookin' slick at all times I'm flippin'
Bar sippin', car dippin', Grant grain grippin'
Still tippin' on four Vouges rapped in fours
Pimpin' four hoes and I'm four fours
Blowin' on that *****, Game Nintendo
Five tint so you can't see up in my window

These ***** don't understand me 'cause I'm Hog on candy
Top down at Maxis with a big 9 handy
Peaced up, creased up, dressed to impress
Big boss belt buckle under my N Ess
Oh, shades up on my brades when I escalade
When I'm ridin', Spreewheels slidin' like a
I got it the big boss of the north,
Ain't **** changed, I represent Swisha House, ha

tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges
Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four
on four fours, rapped in four Vouges
Pimpin' four and I'm packin' four fours

Four four's I'm tippin', wood grain, I'm
Catch me lane switchin' the paint drippin'
Turn neck and your dame missin', me and Slim, we ain't trippin'
I'm finger-flippin' and syrup sippin', do or die, I'm hoe pimpin'
Car stop, rims keep spinnin' I'm flippin' with invisible tops
**** bop when my drop out
I'm shakin' the block four 18's, candy green with 11 screens
My always supreme
Got dough, dough to with a pint of lean

It takes a grinda to be a king, it takes a to be a king
First-round peace comin', who is Mike Jones comin'
Slab shinin' with the grill and
shinin' with the grill and woman
I'm Mike Jones, who, Mike Jones, the one and only, you clone me

Got a lot of haters and a lot homies, some are and some phony
Back then, **** didn't want me, now I'm hot, all on me
then, **** didn't want me, now I'm hot, **** all on me
Back then, **** didn't want me, now I'm hot, all on me
I said back then, **** want me, now I'm hot, **** all on me

tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges
Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four
Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four
Pimpin' four **** and I'm packin' fours

it do, it's Paul Wall, I'm the people's champ
My chain light up like a lamp 'cause now I'm with the camp
I'm crawlin', to an ant 'cause I'm low to the earth
People's feelings get hurt they figure out what I'm worth
I got pokin' out at the club, I'm showin' out
I'm a playa, ain't no doubt, **** wanna what I'm bout

Biggest diamonds off in my mouth, cuts all in my chain
Wood all in my Range, drippin' stains when I switch lanes
Switch the is still the same, Swisha House or Swisha Blast
Mike Jones, he runnin' the game and 'bout his cash
*****, he made me hot, hard work took me to the top
G-Dash took me to the lot, he a check and bought a drop
I got the internet, going
But T Pharis got my back so now I'm holding my
It's Wall, baby, what you know 'bout me
I'm on that 5-9 Southle baby, at me

Still tippin' on four fours, rapped in four
Tippin' on four fours, in four Vouges
Tippin' on four fours, in four Vouges
Pimpin' four **** and I'm four fours