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Mike Jones Who Is Mike Jones Still Tippin (Chorus) [2x] Still tippin on Four Fours, wrapped in Four Fours Tippin on Four Fours, wrapped in Four Fours Tippin on Four Fours, wrapped in Four Fours Pimpin fo’ hoes, and I’m packin fo fo’s [Slim Thug] Now look who creepin look who crawlin still ballin in the mix It’s that six six long dick Slim nigga stick in yo chick Pullin tricks lookin slick at all times when I’m flippin Bar sippin, car dippin grant wood grain grippin Still tippin on Four Fours wrapped in Four Fours pimpin fo’ hoes and I’m packin fo fo’s Blowin on that indo Game Cube Nintendo Five percent tint so you can't see up in my window These niggaz don't understand me cuz I’m Boss Hogg on candy Top down at Maxi’s with a big glock nine handy Pieced up, creased up stayin dressed to impress Big boss belt buckle under my Mitchell & Ness oh Gucci shades up on my braids when I escalade When I’m ridin spreewells slidin like a escapade I got it made the big boss of da north ain’t shit changed I still represent Swisha House hah (Chorus) [2x] Still tippin on Four Fours, wrapped in Four Fours Tippin on Four Fours, wrapped in Four Fours Still tippin on Four Fours, wrapped in Four Fours Pimpin fo’ hoes, and I’m packin fo fo’s [Mike Jones] Four four’s I’m tippin wood grain I’m grippin catch me lane switchin with the paint drippin Turn your neck and yo dame missin Me and Slim we ain’t trippin I’m finger flippin and syrup sippin like Do Or Die I’m po pimpin Car stop rims keep spinnin I’m flippin drops with invisible tops Hoes bop when my drop step out I’m shakin the block with four 18's candy green with eleven screens My gasoline always surpreme Got do-do the brown with a pint of lean It takes grindin to be a king It takes grindin to be a king First Round Draft Picks comin, Who Is Mike Jones comin Slab shinin with the grill and woman Slab shinin with the grill and woman I’m Mike Jones... Who? Mike Jones The one and only you can't clone me Got a lot of haters and a lot of homies Some friends and some phony Back then hoes didn't want me Now I’m hot hoes all on me Back then hoes didn't want me Now I’m hot hoes all on me Back then hoes didn't want me Now I’m hot hoes all on me (I said) Back then hoes didn’t want me Now I’m hot hoes all on me (Chorus) [2x] Still tippin on Four Fours, wrapped in Four Fours Tippin on Four Fours, wrapped in Four Fours Tippin on Four Fours, wrapped in Four Fours Pimpin fo’ hoes, and I’m packin fo fo’s [Paul Wall] What it do it’s Paul Wall I’m the people's champ My chain light up like a lamp cuz now I’m back with the camp I’m crawlin similar to an ant cuz I’m low to the earth People's feelings get hurt when they figure out what I’m worth I got 84's pokin out at the club I’m showing out I’m a player ain’t no doubt hoes wanna know what I’m bout Biggest diamonds off in my mouth princess cuts all in my chain Wood grain all in my range drippin stains when I switch lanes Switch the name it’s still the same Swisha House or Swisha Blast Mike Jones he runnin the game and Magnificent bout his cash Michael Watts he made me hot, hard work took me to the top G Dash took me to the lot he wrote a check and bought a drop I got the internet going nuts but T Farris got my back so now I’m holding my nuts It’s Paul Wall baby what you know bout me I’m on that Five Nine Southle baby holla at me (Chorus) [2x] Still tippin on Four Fours, wrapped in Four Fours Tippin on Four Fours, wrapped in Four Fours Tippin on Four Fours, wrapped in Four Fours Pimpin fo’ hoes, and I’m packin fo fo’s |
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