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[Mike Jones]
Now when I step out on the block, I`m like a new set of J`s
My sticky green European, with DVD on play
My bumper kit recline, when I press rewind
Blue face with baguettes, on my Rolex shine
I got a Navigator with alligator skin, and 4 or 5 TV`s in it
20 inches spinning, my Cadillac black on black with four 18`s
in the back
I put a glacier on my chest, and almost had a heart attack
I got my mind right, 24 hours going dollar for dollar
Candy red, on fo`s and choppers
Black flipper yack sipper, mo-mo wood grain gripper
And a platinum Italian Bentley, on 20 inch clippers
When the mic on Mike Jones, the crowd get outrageous
When they see my slab, they all scream contagious
I crawl like a kitten, with my windows tinted
Watching TV`s in it, so you won`t see me in it
Got a piece so shiny, you see yourself in it
Cause I`m a bread winner, 3-65 head spinner
Mike Jones be my name, but you can call me Sachie
I pull up in a slab, that`ll knock out Rocky
I`m a baller baby, shot caller baby
In the Lex having sex, 20`s crawling baby
I pull a white Jag, with a raw blue rag
It`s been two three weeks, and I ain`t used my thumb rag
But my grill (still shining), fifth wheel (still reclining)
And when the freaks see the platinum teeth speak, they be whining
My fo`s are magnificent, ask Magnificent
My piece my chain and pinky ring, be all glistening
I`m Mike Jones, through the Woodnorth mayn
I can pimp the pen, or freestyle from the brain
Spit game from the head, and make a bitch give me head
If I ain`t getting that bitch head, I`m getting that bitch bread