Lyrics:
is called off, cause y'all about to get hauled off
Y'all all soft from smokin nicholi nigga, like volkof
Know what I mean yo? notice the cream grow
I
you didnt know the albino got flow
Im just getting started like an embryo
I can even sing in falsetto
While I play flamenco n go commando
Write
a cage
With a bottle of rage
And a family like the mafia
I've been feeling blue
And I don't know what to do
And I never get a thrill
And they threw
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
SmackEm (SpadeZtheme)
PreZ-O
They suck, ha ha, LOSERS!
Get them fools off the table, the real champs are here, the real champs are here!
You know
your pardon
I'll make my mark and find the target finish what I started
You scrubs are mesmerized by my power, it's retarded
I got the magic I'll wreak
you want some more
I can dig deep in it till that kitty cat sore
Fit like a glove so you know it's tight
Long as you by my side everything's all right
down, you broke (ah)
It's Randy Savage on coke, ayo, ayo
I might drop a lil' drugs just to get a lil' buzz
Growin' up, I had to struggle, know what
get a bolt sound (thunder)
Girl you better know just how to hold down
Cuz I run the whole town
Hook
Figuero Jones
Eriki on the beat and it's so fresh
nigga sellin' pills at all of Howard homecomings
If you get high, I got weed
And if you get drunk, I got vodka
And if you want base, I got popcorn like
pills at all of Howard homecomings
If you get high, I got weed an' if you get drunk, I got vodka
An' if you want base, I got popcorn like Orville
you glance at me
That's why I'm asking, b
So let's party, b
Come and dance with me
Yo, it goes on and on
I see you get excited like this is my
a back seat
I stung like an Ali
Pushing work by the alley
You’ll get hurt if you try me
Murk be a homie
And I ain’t need nobody
But I was down for a body
Remix!
We fly high no lie you know this (ballin!)
Foreign rides, outside it's like showbiz (ladies)
We stay fly, no lie, and you no this (remix!)
And I'm drinking dualitea with lemon and ginger you fucking bitch
Okay okay
Let me start
I got heart
I got weed
Tastes like pop tart
I just need
sing like George Jones
Spend all my nights in little barrooms
Tryin' to make a name for myself
Couple dollars in my tip jar just hopin' to get by
Maybe
to see her smile and giggle
Game over I approached her with a kiss on the cheek
The homeboys looking at me saying Lil Howard you weak
But you know how that
know you destroy first
"If Only You Knew" I put that Patti on
Adina Howard "T-Shirt & Panties" on
Would you like if we fuck on the patio?
Do you think so
get me
I'm in the club sober as fuck and you won't catch me tipsy
Nigga! Yeah! I'm Mike Jones Who! Mike Jones
Who! Mike Jones
[Chorus: x2]
Weaving my thread through the way to your heart
No I’d never let you down girl you know you never get too far
She my peanut butter sweet take you by the jam
Committin' genocide
You weren't identified by the process
Get abducted by identified flying objects
Pitchin' white
You snitchin' like mice and rat
Give him
Fuck with the team we rack up by the hour
Focused on money and focused on power
Pop out the cut, all black like Howard
You know what's up with me
I got
the fame
Trapping in the rain
Jack Jones, now you know my name
Nah tell me who the hell gonna stop me
You man one hit wonders, not me
Me I come and do my
shit in his pants
Make the murder man dance
We shine like clusters, to leave you in the dust
Cause we tryin, to get rid a all you haters
And you
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