Mike Jones - Cuttin' Lyrics
Mike Jones - Cuttin' Lyrics[Mike Jones]Mike Jones!! Who? Mike Jones!! Who? Mike Jones, Jones!!My album, "Who is Mike Jones?"My album, "Who is Mike Jones?"[Intro: samples and scratching]"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"[Mike Jones]I keep that purple stuff, in my cup, diamonds shine from princess cutsI stay on the grind, stackin bucks, I'ma major now fin' to ***** it upTwenty-fo's when I roll up, purple drink gon' po' it upFind a block then sew it up, you claim a set then throw it upLike Lil' Jon I keep it crunk, got beef with me I'ma pop the trunkLike Pastor Troy I'm "Ridin' Big," to the club, blowin skunkI'm Mike Jones and I'm on the rise, 80 4's pokin out of my rideMy name alone can't be denied, my name alone can't be denied2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo'Hit Mike Jones up on the low cause Mike Jones about to blow2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo'Hit Mike Jones up on the low cause Mike Jones about to blowIf you don't work, you don't eat, you don't grind, you don't shineSo the next time you come up to me and ask how I blew put that on yo' mindIf you don't work, you don't eat, you don't grind, you don't shineSo the next time you come up to me and ask how I blew put that on yo' mind[Chorus 2X: samples]"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 dank let's blow it up, when my album stop I'ma slow it up"[Mike Jones]You know me, I'm 'bout that paper, no time to deal with hatersScreens fall in Navigators cause Mike Jones a paper chaserI hater I will erase if he come trippin to my faceBack then look in my do' I was flippin yapes for the papesI swang from lane to lane with one hand on the woodgrainThe other hand on my cup, sippin that purple stuffH-Town Houston Texas we jam music screwed upYou better throw your shades on when I show my princess cutsCause I - used to hustle hard on my block, laws got hot so I shook the spotStarted rappin to stack a knot, 7 months later name got hotNow I'm fin' to take it to the top I'ma run this shit when my album dropSo all you haters hatin on me, thanks a lot y'all helped me out[Chorus][Mike Jones]I come through on all 4's, Cartier tic-tac-toeCandy red with the butter flows I got friends but mainly foesI got candy color on butter non-stoppers I call 'em cuttersFrom 12 to 12 I'm a hustler that came up, from a struggleI hustle from noon to night, when I step in a room you see iceI'm on my grind puttin it down so I can live my life rightI stay on the scene, lookin clean, 24's roll while I'm droppin screensBefo' I got a major deal I was underground stackin green[Chorus]
