Mike Jones - So Gone Flow lyrics

[Magno] I admit, I've been gone for a while Out of town, trying to make my paper long as the Nile But if I don't pick up the phone, when you dial That don't mean, I'm on the other end With friends, getting dome with a smile naw It's true, a lot of ladies wanna flow me Like wick in the ghetto, a lot of baby mamas want me But I don't trip, on them boppers and such I'm trying to take you flying, in them helicopters and such You just make sure, you watch these fellas Looking flashy, on Bellas Telling you I'm out of town, f**ing these yellows You know, my only love is you Them n***as, trying to be my substitute But ask yourself who love is true, who is so ghetto Still f** you hard, on top of rose pedals Lights off clothes off, candles lit Hot wax on your back, Magno handle sh** I treat you, like a human banana split But I don't think, that you can handle this I came up hard, cause the hood is scurr' These girls ain't got p**y, that's as good as yours If all was money don't be concerned, I cop the plane It really ain't a thang, I got G's to burn uh When I first met you, lust was strong Now we need to make sure, that trust is just as strong (*Monica*) You make, me feel So-ooo-oooo gone [Mike Jones] Girl you listening, to your family and your friends Tal'n bout, don't call me no mo' ever again Well that's cool, now that we through let me loose To pursue another girl, with a wet p**y ooh I love to f**, I love getting my dick s**ed While you at home acting stuck up, what the f** Girl you wrong, your actions gon have you sleeping alone I stay so gone, so my money can stay long I'm Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones that'll hit the road Not for hoes, but hit it for bank rolls My album "Who Is Mike Jones", coming soon My album "Who Is Mike Jones", coming soon My solo underground, called "Runnin Tha Game" So y'all can see, how I'm running the game Stop complaining and whining, cause I'm out late grinding I'm grinding, so me and you both will be shining But all that fussin and fightin, gon have you stuck home alone Keep on, and I swear I'ma be so gone Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones (Who) Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones-Jones (*Monica*) You make, me feel So-ooo-oooo gone [Magno] Hold up, what's this talk of you being so gone With no wheels on your Coupe, is so chrome I've been on the scoop, for so long It's time, for me to venture out If I make it, I'ma get you out Come on and you know this, I got enough bank Flows hot as the block, of Antoine and Gulfbank See I don't f** skanks, I get paper and leave Me and Mike, pull capers for G's We sorta like Batman and Robin, I'm a black man with problems I'm trying to stack grands, for rocking the mic at them shows I might, do a air of new flows How you think, you got them Parasuko's fa real (*Monica*) You make, me feel So-ooo-oooo gone - 2x