Swishahouse - Cash That I Got lyrics

(*talking*) What my motherf**ing name Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones My album "Who Is Mike Jones" coming soon, yeah Here come who, Mike Jones [Mike Jones] Hitting the block with rocks in socks, let down my top when the sun is hot Ice dripping from grill and watch, some complain cause Mike is hot I'm hopping out so they baller block, pimping hoes in the parking lot Flip in thongs, with no halter top They say Mike Jones without the "Who", I blew up fast I thought you knew Down South we bang Screw, when I'm done with it it'll be a Peru When I flow you can't deny, I'm cold as f** and I'm all so fly Hoes bop when I pa** by, cause they know I'm a fly guy Show my grill and you stuck still, she a han'capping I'm a f** still Hop in the Lincoln for buck fills, screens fall down saying "what's the deal" Coming soon is "Runnin The Game", so y'all can see how I'm running the game I hit the streets fans run up to me, and tell me that that I'm running thangs Mike Jones, Slim Thug, Lil Keke we be Valeting in V.I.P., sipping Henessy with a dime piece On my side when I ride, I'm on 24's like T.I Definition of Mike Jones and the Swishahouse, we fly I talk the talk and walk the walk, princess cuts in my platinum mouth When "Who is Mike Jones" come, I'ma put a mill in the vault I talk the talk and walk the walk princess cuts in my platinum mouth When "Who is Mike Jones" come, I'ma put a mill in the vault [Hook: Mike Jones & (Paul Wall) - 2x] Cash flow I flip alot, freak hoes I pimp alot Playa haters, I ain't tripping about Cause they ain't got the cash, that I got (Cash flow I flip alot, freak hoes I pimp alot Playa haters, I ain't tripping about Cause they ain't got the cash, that I got) [Lil' Keke] Who is Mike Jones, who is Lil' Ke Ain't no motherf**ing where, that you n***as know me An underground legend, making plenty of wealth S.U.C. to the finish, it's the Don himself Yeah I'm platinum bound, with this platinum sound Hit the strip on a Sunday, let the top lay down Spit this gangsta sh**, and they love it for real I sold five hundred thousand, no major deal That's the truth, n***a Pull the sound scan, I swear that's the proof n***a Side ways, got my deuce out the roof n***a And they loving it G Certified go-getter, out the 7-1-3 I'm a O.G (O.G.), and I pay what it cost Me and Slim Thug the Boss, at the Swishahouse I'm bouncing on 24's, rolling on big thangs Hitting the highway, and I'm still changing lanes [Hook - 2x] [Slim Thug] It's Slim Thugger motherf**er, the big Boss of the North That been Boss, since I was spitting hits with the House And I'm sitting on too much mail, to put it for sale You want my spot oh well, come follow my trail A trendsetter been having cheddar since uh, forever (Slim when you gon drop your solo) sh**, prolly never I'd rather spit these hit flows, and get rich off those (picture this) a underground rapper, with his own clothes (who knows) I done shows, every week straight since 9-8 Off these other cats tracks, now who else done done dat And still turned down deals, worth more than a mill (naw I'm a chill) and I'm still, worth more than a mill for real I got my money right, Slim set for life So next time you think you the nicest, think twice Take my advice (have your sh** right), before you contest Cause when you messing with these three, you f**ing with the best n***a [Hook - 2x]