[Mike Jones]

Now when I step out on the block, I'm like a new set of J's

My sticky green European, with DVD on play

My bumper kit recline, when I press rewind

Blue face with baguettes, on my Rolex shine

I got a Navigator with alligator skin, and 4 or 5 TV's in it

20 inches spinning, my Cadillac black on black with four 18's

in the back

I put a glacier on my chest, and almost had a heart attack

I got my mind right, 24 hours going dollar for dollar

Candy red, on fo's and choppers

Black flipper yack sipper, mo-mo wood grain gripper

And a platinum Italian Bentley, on 20 inch clippers

When the mic on Mike Jones, the crowd get outrageous

When they see my slab, they all scream contagious

I crawl like a kitten, with my windows tinted

Watching TV's in it, so you won't see me in it

Got a piece so shiny, you see yourself in it

Cause I'm a bread winner, 3-65 head spinner

Mike Jones be my name, but you can call me Sachie

I pull up in a slab, that'll knock out Rocky

I'm a baller baby, shot caller baby

In the Lex having sex, 20's crawling baby

I pull a white Jag, with a raw blue rag

It's been two three weeks, and I ain't used my thumb rag

But my grill (still shining), fifth wheel (still reclining)



And when the freaks see the platinum teeth speak, they be whining



My fo's are magnificent, ask Magnificent

My piece my chain and pinky ring, be all glistening

I'm Mike Jones, through the Woodnorth mayn

I can pimp the pen, or freestyle from the brain

Spit game from the head, and make a bitch give me head

If I ain't getting that bitch head, I'm getting that bitch bread



Dollas, hopping out the marble blue Impala

You ain't stepping in my slab, if you don't go low a