Jones, Swishahouse..
[Mike 6:00 on the dot, got's to get stone for stone, can't go minimum wage Buy the home on hill, clothes out the Move 22 inches, on the Got's to look good, got's to fresh Hopped out the shower, cross my chest 4-5 handy, candy In 21 years, I knocked four grammy's I like to ride long, candy on cutters I know you believe it, but the inside is butter Pelly-Pel sagging then a wagon, dragging I got more fire, than Bruce Lee the Me and T. Clarence, hopped in the Where is Lil' Walty, is the Hummer on a mission, Expedition flipping You stacked up some cash, don't keep flipping Where is T. Flowers, where is I got fo' freaks, so start a freak party Gin and Bacardi, play em Atari It's just in my nature, that Mike Jones is Red Boy Rap-A-Lot, I see you coming through In the Escalade, on Wearing FUBU, maybe J. been putting it down, for H-Town ever since Scarface first came, came to bring Got a purple screens, call it purple rain Jones mayn, I claim North mayn You can have the fame, just give me the Freestyle off the mind, kit recline Keep in mine, you don't grind you shine I say that a lot, just to let you boys know You gotta the seed, if you want the plant to grow Now I'm in the Lexus, police.. You test me, I'll be in your ... like a What's up to the Twinz, in the A-Town We Gon you boys, that Swishahouse put it down State to state town to town, hit the we gon clown When I we talking bout em grill, they gon frown Me and the Mad, Gator flipping Jag My got on me, when I sag Saginng my jeans, sixteen Where is the do-do, is the lean I feel pretty good, I just bought the Gator I Sprewells, on the blue Navigator It's the Mike Jones, freestyling the dome I might through, Yellowstone, Acres Home Riding in my drop top, chilling the Watts I hit the stage, I'ma give it all I got Michael chopping, rag tops dropping Girls who didn't cut for me befo', they Where is the pride, where is the My album, Who Is Mike coming soon Hold up don't worry, put a up the room Watch me sweep chasers, without a broom If you wanna see me flow, me for a show And see, me and Magno go Man I'm freestyling again, spinning a sin Three for the ten, off a 5 or That's a freeway, Southside we ride blue and grey We might ride red, watch us turn Quit all the plexing, and start stacking No time to tell you boys to grind, if you wanna It's the boy Jones, putting it down