We Ballin lyrics

Artist  : Mike Jones 
Song : We Ballin



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[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