Mike Jones "Still Tippin'" |
[Hook] Still tippin' on four fours, wrapped in four vogues Tippin' on four fours, wrapped in four vogues Tippin' on four fours, wrapped in four vogues Pimpin' four hoes and I'm packin' four fours [Slim Thug] Now look who creepin', look who crawlin', still ballin' in da mix It's that 6'6, long dick slim nigga stickin 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 vogues Pimpin' four hoes and I'm packin four fours 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 cause I'm Boss Hog on candy Top down at Maxi's with a big Glock 9 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', Spreewheels slidin' like a escapade I got it made, da big boss of da north, Ain't shit changed I still represent Swisha House HA! [Hook] [Mike Jones] Four fours 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 11 screens My gasoline always supreme Got dough, dough to burn wit a pint of lean It takes a grindin' to be a king It takes a grindin' to be a king First-round draft pick comin', who is Mike Jones comin' I'm slab shinin' with the grill and woman I'm 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 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 [Hook] [Paul Wall] What it do, its Paul Wall, I'm the peoples champ My chain light up like a lamp cause now I'm back with the camp I'm crawlin', similar to an ant cause 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 playa, 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 is still the same, SwishaHouse or Swishablast 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 5-9-00 Southle baby, holla at me [Hook x2] Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |