Lyrics:
I'll never sacrifice my mans for a 100 mill
Stuck by side since the womb for you I'll kill
We done tortured niggas to the max no emmet till
I
on the block
Never was a Dow Jones
Got me up for the clock
It's Jo and I'm a rider
Bitches claim they got guns
Bitch yous a liar
Bitches copping cream from
went looking for fame and yo I've never been back
Filled with spite staying high as a kite,
I was dealin and stealin everything in sight
Pool
pictures with the Mom's cause they think I'm Tom Holland
Yet they don't compare to Katie, that's my west coast baby
Promise I'll make it back soon if you
let me introduce myself my name is Mr. Russell Jones
Excuse me for that one I had to let that one low ah
And tonight, you're going to see that you
I gotta turn one loose
I'm doing shows for delf
Now, holding myself down, nigga
It's cause of ya mouth
It's why you fell blaow
He lost all
Oh man this world getting kinda scary
Hard time no commissary
Rat race fast pace want me burried
Tell them fat cats I escape on my Tom and Jerry
fell in love, you got shot by Cupid
You haunt me and taunt me because my name is worth money
I give you some love, and now you seem to act funny
Was
want to do you
I'm gonna do you, I'm gonna do you
I'm gonna do you, woh, woh, oh, woh
Now my name is Mike G, no need to act stupid
You fell in love,
horse
Since I came home they said Eazy the sauce
Burn a spliff like a calorie
Need my name on the list for the Valkyrie
Everyone I know is counting
Jones when she
Freak me, in the morning
I mean everybody can but they don't know how to make love to me, love to me
Girl I need you to do more for
ask? Was to create a Dallas classic
So go cop another one and keep that one in the plastic
(By Any Means)
You had to have it/ All recorded, mixed,
on walk with me
Every ten houses, one got 'caine for sale
And I give you a dope track like my name Phar-rell
And you can get that stainless steel
Walk
Foreign
Foreign
Told you I was bout to reign now it's pouring
Foreign
Pull off the lot like skrr
Rolling that's my balls and word (Word)
Buzzing
Darkchild, 9-9
(They ain't ready for this)
Ja Rule
Uh, Darkchild
Yeah, yeah, yeah, damn
I couldn't think about the next man bangin' you
Hittin' it,
Jordan, Scottie Pippen at my wedding
They say I'm crazy but that's the best thing going for me
You can't Lynch Marshawn, and Tom Brady throwin' to me
I
Yeah, I want that back in the day, circa 2008, beer cans by the lake
Fall in the love for the fate, find someone and escape
You pour, I relate, we
mine
I want you by my side
By my side, I want you by my side
By my side, I want you by my side, girl
Ready to ride for you, ready to ride
I want you by
the color of my skin's a problem, pray to God our love is blind
So I asked you if you'd take my heart and you agreed to, to my surprise
Fell in love with
what pocket I had left, my handkerchief
I'm guilty by affiliation, in many ways gangsta
But let me explain something, a paradox if you may
I threw all my
Force ones
They say they love you
Say they got you
They be loving for a hobby
So I'm showing no remorse
And Ive never been a rookie
Shawty giving me
I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock
You hear the bass from the truck when I'm on the block
Ladies, they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell
Me and Wat in a coupe and know that we baked up
Niggas be sheisty and still tryna shake up
Grandma be praying for me, know that I'm prayed up
First
I’m mike Jones who? Mike Jones
Back then no hoes
Asking for phone numbers all no’s all no
My confidence was so low oh so alone
Now that I’m on we are
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