Mike Jones - Cuttin' (remix) lyrics

Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones, Jones! My album, 'Who is Mike Jones?' My album, 'Who is Mike Jones?' Swishahouse we cuttin' the finest Two ladies on the covers now Swishahouse we cuttin' the finest Two ladies on the covers now Swishahouse we cuttin' the finest Two ladies on the covers now Swishahouse we cuttin' the finest Two ladies on the covers now I keep that purple stuff, in my cup Diamonds shine from princess cuts I stay on the grind, stackin' bucks I'ma major now fin' to f** it up Twenty-fo's when I roll up Purple drink gon' po' it up Find a block then sew it up You claim a set then throw it up Like Lil' Jon I keep it crunk Got beef with me I'ma pop the trunk Like Pastor Troy I'm ridin' big To the club, blowin' skunk Mike Jones and I'm on the rise Eighty-four's pokin' out of my ride My name alone can't be denied My name alone can't be denied 281-330-8004 Hit Mike Jones up on the low 'Cause Mike Jones about to blow 281-330-8004 Hit Mike Jones up on the low 'Cause Mike Jones about to blow If you don't work, you don't eat You don't grind, you don't shine So the next time you come up to me And ask how I blew put that on yo' mind If you don't work, you don't eat You don't grind, you don't shine So the next time you come up to me And ask how I blew put that on yo' mind You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up When my album doubles, roll it up You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You know me, I'm 'bout that paper No time to deal with haters Screens fall in Navigators 'Cause Mike Jones a paper chaser A hater I will erase If he come trippin' to my face Back then look in my do' I was flippin' yapes for the papes I swang from lane to lane With one hand on the woodgrain The other hand on my cup Sippin' that purple stuff H-Town, Houston Texas We jam music screwed up You better throw your shades on When I show my princess cuts 'Cause I used to hustle hard on my block Laws got hot so I shook the spot Started rappin' to stack a knot Seven months later name got hot Now I'm fin' to take it to the top I'ma run this sh** when my album drop All you haters hatin' on me Thanks a lot y'all helped me out You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up So all you haters hatin' on me Thanks a lot y'all helped me out You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up So all you haters hatin' on me Thanks a lot y'all helped me out I come through on all four's Cartier tic-tac-toe Candy red with the bu*ter flows I got friends but mainly foes I got candy color on bu*ter non-stoppers I call 'em cutters From 12 to 12 I'm a hustler That came up, from a struggle I hustle from noon to night When I step in a room you see ice I'm on my grind puttin' it down So I can live my life right I stay on the scene, lookin' clean 24's roll while I'm droppin' screens Befo' I got a major deal I was underground stackin' green You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up When my album doubles, roll it up You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up You claim a set then throw it up You got drank, well, po' it up When my album doubles, roll it up