[Mike Jones] It's Mike Jones, back on the track I pack a gat, when I'm in the 'lac I wreck a track, title wack To make sho' my paper stack If I don't
Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones, Jones! My album, 'Who is Mike Jones?' My album, 'Who is Mike Jones?' Swishahouse we cuttin' the finest
[Mike Jones] Who came in the game and ran the underground just by sayin' his name Mike Jones-Jones, the dude that's so smooth In 7 months he blew, split
valley park on sataday night sippin on coke and sprit lookin for somtin tight i'm grown, blowin that smoke off in my dorm, bangin and lookin good i'm jamin im mike jones
a betty ol' slut, head down with a swag that'll fuck up the whole world I'm back again, fresh out of beating a dude up (Mike Jones) Too many wanna be
Feet On Da Murphy's Didn't Jump Me Told Me To Get Comfy Even Brought Da Lil Seat For Me To Spill My Drink On Willy D Gave Me My Stamp Shout To Mike Jones
(feat. Trey Songz, Mike Jones, Baby) Hey, Hey, we keepin it trill, samba baby [chorus:] If u need love im lovin, if u need a thug im thuggin, whatever
is goin rep fasho, and Wine-O a hustlin' pro Rob G, rep Latino like that lucky in that Chingo I'm legend like that Big Mike, I'm legend like K-rino I'
course In a corporate world where the leaders will floss With poor people's muscle - life hittin' all time lows In the stock market hustle NASDAQ and Dow Jones
killing the scene I'm a throwback gangsta, a underground king, yeah [Chorus] [Mike Jones:] I'm growing like Rogain, took over your hoe mayn In seven months, Mike Jones
(feat. Jim Jones) [Stack Bundles:] Sta You already know what it is niggaz Exactly what the fuck y'all was afraid of Riot Squad, Dipset, Byrdgang Max,
excuse me while I get on my job Listen, Sean Price is the nicest to write poems I never sing the same shit, twice like Mike Jones [Chorus] P!
the way these niggaz smell, keep comin' back, can't you tell? Love to see my mama cry, love to see my babies struggle Love to see my woman juggle nuts 'cause she got to hustle
boys off Sill breakin boys off And when I do it, I'm a do it like a boss Still breakin boys off [Mike Jones:] MIKE JONES! I still represent H-Town the
star in me, I can do anything You won't see the heart in me cause shit becomes combustible We'll squeeze into arteries, you haters, plus my uncle is Quincy Jones
Catch you slippin blow your whole crew to smitharines Now the streets knowin (knowin) And I'ma run this shit back with my foot broke like Terrell Owens Still blowin Like Mike Jones