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Mike Jones

Genres: Hip-Hop

We Ballin' Lyrics - Mike Jones

[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 and swalla 

I'm swerving in a Excursion, with three fo' pound birds 

Now let's freestyle, I show my platinum smile 

Mike Jones going long, head shots up in the chrome 

I stepped outside, my girl got a Gucci thong 

On her body call me Sacci, my do stay cocky 

You might see me with Magnificent, or Kiotti 

I steady be going, Mike Jones steady flowing 

And wherever you see me, I gotta throw some mo' in 

Showing off, it's the Mike Jones ain't got a job 

But I still got the bitch, to go low and head bob 

Teeth falling for an hour, I hopped out the shower 

You in see Miogi on, with the baby powder 

Where is the Chris Braser, hopped in my Blazer 

Got cash up, so I bought a skyscraper 

Steady freestyling, steady going long and strong 

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