Lyrics:
make you a overnight celebrity
Know what I'm sayin'? Come on
Why don't we play somethin' these hoes'll like?
Drive whips I know they like
Twista,
don't you know ?
Poo poo la la means I love you...
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
[talking]
Mike Jones, who
(even though what we do is wrong)
[Mike Jones]
I know, what I be doing is wrong
But I'm a hustler fo' life, fuck with two
barely know my name
What I'm tryna tell you is I ain't gotta tell you a fuckin' thing
I'ma show so you know
Niggas either do or they don't
And bein'
old son-of-a-gun.
Mark & howard:
He's a unionized roofin' old son of a gun!
(1988:)
Ike:
"darling, I crazy go nuts when I hear this,
You know what
Why must I, chase the cat
If you was me and I was you
You probably floss on a nigga
Buring rubber in a 52
Most bitches do and most niggas do to
In
Uh, I give my man props cause he's living
(Why wait until the heartbeat stops)
Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving
(We're giving
What's happenin'?
[Broad]
That guy's been staring at me since I've sat down.
[Mr. Jones]
What dude?
[Broad]
You know him?
[Mr. Jones
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
the tide was rollin' in
I was drownin' in a sea of romance
Then she popped the question in the back seat of my car
"If I let you love me would you let me
I'll be strong
She wiped the tears right from my eyes, she'll fight this on her own
So a couple years go by and she starts to know her worth
Cause
know they can't compete
With Mike Jones, Who?, Mike Jones
I got love for all my fans that's jammin' my shit
DJ's don't stop, keep playin' my shit
In
the beam on the side page
Call me genius cause I know
Shit that you don't know
You gon' work for me or you
Gon' starve to ya bones show
And you can talk dawg
'm good for you girl
Don't you know I'm good for you girl
Look at those jellyfish jamming
With the baracudas! Testing one, two, Oh
This is Howard
CBD put it in like DVD
Tony Soprano, I'm boutta end on a high note like
Tony Soprano, I'm boutta end on a high note
You know the motto, sip Modulo by
'm cross examinin' for the case
Yeah I testify your honor, it was death by dishonor
It was a crime committed, I swear to you I know who did it
It
so I had to stop (whoa)
And I don't know what to say to him, I mean,
Do you think he blondes?
I guess I could be blonder
I mean, Do you think Jim
responsibility' So when you got
A white lady in a
Courtroom, who don't know you from
A can of paint
Saying I'm not shit and I need to
Be put in jail? That's
through my cha-ka-ras
You dont know by now its obvious
That i really really got this shit
Oh shit. Yeah my mouth is just stale af
Yeah pass me the juice.
me, when I'm up in there I'm beatin' it
Givin' ya that Mike Jones' treatment
I could tell by the way she walk that she got it
Body so delit, you
We don't feel like talking
There's nothing to be said
I guess it's just confusion
Rolling 'round our heads
Still, we know there's love here
[Mike Jones]
MIKE JONES! For the ladies baby!
Who? Mike Jones! [Repeat: x3]
(Yeah!)
This here for the ladies man
You know what I'm sayin
I know
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