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Mike Jones - Still Tippin' lyrics
(feat. Slim Thug, Paul Wall) [Hook - 2x] Still Tippin' on four fours, wrapped in four Voes Tippin' on four fours, wrapped in four Voes Tippin' on four fours wrapped in four Voes Pimping four hoes and I'm packing four Voes [Slim Thug] Now look who creeping look who crawling still balling in the mix It's that six six long dick slim nigga sticking your chick Pullin tricks looking slick at all times when I'm flipping Bar sipping car dipping grand wood grain gripping Still tippin' on four fours wrapped in four Voes Pimping four hoes and I'm packing four Voes Blowing on the endo Game Cube Nintendo Five percent tint so you can't see up in my window These niggaz don't understand cuz I'm Boss Hogg on candy Top down at Maxi's wit a big glock nine handy Pieced up creased up staying dressed to impress Big boss belt buckle under my Mitchell and Ness Oh, Gucci shades up on my braids when I Escalade When I'm riding Sprewells sliding like a escapade I got it made the big boss of the north Ain't shit changed I still represent Swisha House (Ha!) [Hook - 2x] [Mike Jones] Four Fours I'm tippin' Wood grain I'm gripping Catch me lane switching with the paint dripping Turn your neck and your dame missing Me and Slim we ain't tripping I'm finger flipping and syrup sipping Like do or die I'm pour pimping Car stop rims keep spinning I'm flipping drop with indvisible tops Hoes bop when my drop step out I'm shaking the block with four eighteens' Candy green with eleven screens My gasoline always supreme Got do-do the brown with a pint of lean It takes grinding to be a king It takes grinding to be a king First Round Draft Picks coming Who is Mike Jones coming Slab shining with the grill and woman Slab shining with the grill and woman I'm Mike Jones (Who) Mike Jones the one and only you can't clone me Got a lot a 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 [Hook - 2x] [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 crawling similar to a ant cuz I'm low to the earth People's feelings get hurt when they figure out what I'm worth I got eighty fours poking out at the club I'm showing out I'm a player ain't no doubt hoes want to know what I'm bout Biggest diamonds off in my mouth princess cuts all in my chain Wood grain all in my range dripping stains when I switch lanes Switched the name It's still the same Swisha House or Swisha Blast Mike Jones he running 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 Southlee baby holla at me [Hook - 2x] |
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