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Timbo, what they do, they try to be like Missy but have no clue
On how I'm over beats the way I move
I move so smooth in my shell toe
Now put the needle on the record, show 'n'

ninety-two, I came to win and never lose
They try to stop a chick from comin' through
My belly out and out these venues
My skills, fulfill, those who drink booze

My attitude is super like I'm subdued
And those who fake, I on you and your dudes
I rule the streets I 'em down with no tools
And Misdemeanor give the finger to y'all

Whoever doubted that I'm it check the news
And if you snooze on me year your ass will lose
'Cause I bruise, my loose screws is like, ooh
When I come out get release dates moved

This year y'all all lose sleep
I break 'em off somethin', break 'em off
This year y'all gon' all sleep

This year gon' all lose sleep
When I 'em off somethin', break 'em off somethin'
This you hear a real MC, when I
Break, break, b-b-break, break,

I flow over a beat that a chick weave blow
And who try to compete to the wall I throw
So I drop it low, 808 low
oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Mr. Mos', this beat he
While I kill the track, leave your ears
Fake rappers, year your lies will be exposed
Like oh oh, oh Missy steal the show

Spit on beats, make rappers lose sleep
Make labels drop they artists on leak
I keep 'em deep, need me, be me
Hardly, and basically, I do it and slow

I'm slowin', the track down, so you don't miss the
That Misdemeanor talkin' like that chronic get you super

This year gon' all lose sleep
I break 'em off somethin', break 'em off
year you hear a real MC
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh,

This year y'all gon' all sleep
When I break 'em off somethin', 'em off somethin'
year you hear a real MC
Break 'em off somethin', break 'em off

See I'm a pimp that's on my grind, I hustle all the time
I speak what's on my mind, my teeth'll you blind
My heat'll lay you down, whenever you around
Forsaken out there mistreated your be deleted

'Cause I don't play dat, you I don't play dat
Wherever you talkin' is where you gon' lay at
I'm "Supa Fly" like Missy Missy
Before the fame used to diss me

But now I'm on top, I'm hot I stop
my deal came my shows was sold out
House on the hill, diamonds been in my grill
I'm trill like U.G.K., you know I keep it

I'm who, Mike Jones, Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones and I be cloned
2 8 1, 3 3 0, 8 0 0 4
That's my phone number, hit me on the low, I got

Hold up, I see a lot of folks in here 'round like your shoes too tight
If you wear a size 10, don't cram yo' up in a size 6 ladies
Be of yo' big-big feet
We to party up in this bitch