Paul Wall - Cash That I Got lyrics

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Paul Wall - Cash That I Got lyrics

[Mike Jones] What my motherf**in name! Mike Jones...... Who? Mike Jones.......Who? Mike Jones...My album "Who Is Mike Jones" coming soon Yeah! Where Come Who...Mike Jones [Mike Jones] Hittin the block with rocks in socks let down my top when the sun is hot Ice drippin from grilling watts Some complain cause Mike is hot I'm hopin out for the baller block Pimpin hoes in the parking lot Flippin (??) with no halter top They say Mike Jones fell off the "Who?" I blew up fast I thought you knew Down south we bang screw When I'm done with it, it will be a puroo When I flow you can't deny I'm cold as f** and I'm all so fly Hoes bop when I pa** by cuz they know I'm a fly guy Show my grill and your stuck still she a han cap(handicap) and I'm a f** her still Hop in the lincoln with buck wheel screens fall down sayin "Whats the deal" Coming soon is "Runnin The Game" so yall can see how I'm runnin the game I hit the streets fans run up to me and tell me that that I'm runnin thangs Mike Jones, Slim Thug, Lil Keke we be valetin in v.i.p sippin 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 Ima 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 Ima put a mill in the vault {Chorus} (Mike Jones) and Paul Wall 2x (Cash Flow I flip alot) (Freak hoes I pimp alot) (Playa haters I ain't trippin about) (Cause they ain't got the cash that I got) Cash flow I flip alot Freak hoe I pimp alot Playa haters I ain't trippin 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**in where you dat you n***as now me An underground legend makng plenty of wealth S.U.C to the finish it is 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 5 hundred thousand no major deal Thats the truth n***a Pull the sound scan I swear thats the proof n***a Side ways got my duece out the roof n***a And they lovin it G Certified go-getter out the sev-1-3 Im a O.G (O.G.) and I pay what it cost Me and Slim Thug, The Boss at the SwishaHouse I'm bouncin on 24's rollin on big thangs Hittin the highway and I'm still changin lanes [Chorus] [Slim Thug] Ha......ha Slim T-H-U(during chorus) It is Slim Thugga motherf**er The big boss of the north That been boss since I was spittin hits with the house And I'm sittin on too much mail to put it for sale You want my spot Oh well come follow my trail A trendsetta been havin chedda since (uhh) forever (Slim when you gon drop your solo?) sh** probaly 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 since 98 Off these other cats tracks now who else the 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 said for life So next time you think you the nicest (stupid)think twice! Take my advice (have your sh** right) Before you test Cause when you messin with these three you f**in with the best n***a! [Chorus] 98