Mike Jones - Still Tippin Lyrics
[chorus]Still tippin on four vouges, rapped in four vougesTippin' on four vouges, rapped in four vouges,tippin' on four vouges, rapped in fo voguespimpin' fo hoes andpackin fo vogues's[Slim Thug]Now look who creepin', look who crawlin', still ballin' in da mixIs that 6'6, long dick slim nigga stickin yo chickPullin' tricks, lookin' slick at all times when I'm flippin'Bar sippin', car dippin', Grant Wood grain grippin'Still tippin' on four vouges, rapped in four vougesPimpin' four hoes and I'm packin four vougesBlowin' on that Indo, Game Cube NintendoFive percent tint so you can't see up in my windowThese niggas don't understand me cause I'm Boss Hog on candyTop down at Maxis with a big Glock 9 handyPeaced up, creased up, stayin' dressed to impressBig boss belt buckle under my Mitchell N EssOh, Gucci shades up on my brades when I EscaladeWhen I'm ridin', Spreewheels slidin' like a escapadeI got it made, da big boss of da north,ain't shit changed I still represent Swisha HouseHA![chorus 2x][Mike Jones]Four Four's I'm tippin', wood grain I'm grippin'Catch me lane switchin with the paint drippin'Turn your neck and yo dame missin'Me and Slim, we ain't trippin'I'm finger-flippin and syrup sippin' like Do Or Die I'm po pimpin'Car stop, rims keep spinnin'I'm flippin' drops with invisible topsHoes bop when my drop step outI'm shakin' the block with four 18's, candy green with 11 screensMy gasoline always surpremeGot doe, doe to burn wit a pint of leanIt takes a grinda to be a king [2x]First-round draft pick comin', who is Mike Jones comin'I'm slab shinin' with the grill and woman [2x]I'm Mike Jones, (who?) Mike JonesThe one and only, you can't clone meGot a lot of haters and a lot homiesSome friends and some phonyBack then, hoes didn't want meNow I'm hot, hoes all on me [3x]I said, back then, hoes didn't want meNow I'm hot, hoes all on me[chorus 2x][Paul Wall]What it do, its Paul Wall, im the peoples champMy chain light up like a lamp cause now I'm back with the campI'm crawlin', similar to an ant cause I'm low to the earthPeople's feelings get hurt when they figure out what I'm worthI got 84's pokin' out at the club, I'm showing outI'm a playa, ain't no doubt, hoes wanna know what I'm boutBiggest diamonds off in my mouth, princess cuts all in my chainWood grain all in my Range, drippin' stains when I switch lanesSwitch the name is still the same, Swisha House or SwishaBlast Mike Jones, he runnin' the game and magnificent bout his cashMichael Watts, he made me hot, hard work took me to the topG-Dash took me to the lotHe wrote a check and bought a dropI got the internet, going nuts but T Pharis got my back soNow I'm holding my nutsIt's Paul Wall baby, what you know bout meI'm on that 5-9 Southy baby, holla at me[chorus 2x]
