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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 Im packin fo fos [Slim Thug] Now look who creepin look who crawlin still ballin in the mix Its that six six long dick Slim nigga stick in yo chick Pullin tricks lookin slick at all times when Im flippin Bar sippin, car dippin grant wood grain grippin Still tippin on Four Fours wrapped in Four Fours pimpin fo hoes and Im packin fo fos 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 Im Boss Hogg on candy Top down at Maxis 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 Im ridin spreewells slidin like a escapade I got it made the big boss of da north aint 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 Im packin fo fos [Mike Jones] Four fours Im tippin wood grain Im grippin catch me lane switchin with the paint drippin Turn your neck and yo dame missin Me and Slim we aint trippin Im finger flippin and syrup sippin like Do Or Die Im po pimpin Car stop rims keep spinnin Im flippin drops with invisible tops Hoes bop when my drop step out Im 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 Im 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 Im hot hoes all on me Back then hoes didn't want me Now Im hot hoes all on me Back then hoes didn't want me Now Im hot hoes all on me (I said) Back then hoes didnt want me Now Im 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 Im packin fo fos [Paul Wall] What it do its Paul Wall Im the people's champ My chain light up like a lamp cuz now Im back with the camp Im crawlin similar to an ant cuz Im low to the earth People's feelings get hurt when they figure out what Im worth I got 84's pokin out at the club Im showing out Im a player aint no doubt hoes wanna know what Im 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 its 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 Im holding my nuts Its Paul Wall baby what you know bout me Im 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 Im packin fo fos |
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