[Mike Jones]

First Round, First Round Draft Picks comin', "Who Is Mike Jones"

First Round, First Round Draft Picks comin', "Who Is Mike Jones"

First Round, First Round Draft Picks comin', "Who Is Mike Jones"

(Mike Jones)



[Verse]

Might see me flippin' in with the top pushed back

Took off my Roc-A-Wear and threw on my throw-back

Do'Do I blow dat cuz I'm who? Mike Jones

Who-Who Mike Jones, Who-Who Mike Jones

I come threw ya hood and I'm bouta rock the block

When I add 22's and subtract the rag-top

I got the candy paint shinin' on the 5 or 6 hundred

4-8-4-18's dumpin' so I know you hear me comin'

My album, Who Is Mike Jones comin' soon

My album, Who Is-Who Is Mike Jones comin' soon

I chill with G-Dash, Big Watts and Magno

T-Fast right behind me in a candy lambo'

Rambo is who I act like, on a dude I get's like

Now I'm in the spot-light, platinum teeth shinin' bright

When I speak, hoes weap

Haters 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 club, keep em'-keep em' crunked up

Don't step in the club if you ain't gettin' fucked up

I'm talkin' bout gettin throw'd

Ridin-ridin' 84's

Bustin-bustin' threw ya kit cuz I got suicide do's

Lil mama spread ya legs

Before that gimme head

Before I let you fuck you gotta suck my 3rd leg

Cuz Mike Jones is the one and only

Yall niggaz can't clone me

Get off my dick, get ya own style and quit being phony

Hoes on me cuz I'm real

When I smile platinum grill

Candy paint wood-wheel

Spreewell's on my 5th wheel

I'm the don, you the son

You number 2, I'm #1

With 23's sittin' under me

In plushed seats, poke'mon seats

First Round-First Round Draft Picks comin', Who Is Mike Jones

First Round-First Round Draft Picks comin', Who Is Mike Jones comin'

Now I got that off my mind

Barba-kit watch it fall down

SwishaHouse we platinum bound

It's to late try and stop us now

Lemme get back up on the flow

Had a fro' but cut it low

To the wood, fo' bust fo'

Is what I claim until I go

Got much love for Boss Hogg

Chamillionaire and Paul Wall

Like Yao Ming I stand tall

You got screens well let em' fall

You got drank well po' it up

You claim a set then throw it up

You got dank let's blow it up

When my album come I'ma sow it up

Mike Jones-Jones, Mike-Mike Jones-Jones

Mike-Mike Jones-Jones, Mike-Mike Jones [Repeat til' the end of song]