Mike Jones!
(Yes sir, DJ Paul and Juicy 'J' productions)
Yeah, Mike Jones!
(Swishahouse, Mike Jones, yeah! Hypnotize Minds)

[Chorus: Mike Jones]
Purple drank I'ma po' up, got the rap game sewed up
They see my grill and like hold up, invisible set, princess cuts
Purple drank I'ma po' up, got the rap game sewed up
They see my grill and like hold up, invisible set, princess cuts

[Mike Jones]
Hoes peep when I creep up the block
Dope fiends beep me when they need some rocks
Add 20 subtract the top
I'm pimping hard in the parking lot
Screens fall when I lean in the truck
Candy paint, fo' screens on buck
No game needed to pull a slut
I just open mouth and show princess cuts
I platinum mine at all times
I shine a lot cause I grind for mine
Why hate on me and you far behind
Wasting time by talking down
You can still trash and I'm in my prime
You feeling bad and I'm feeling fine
Cause "Who is Mike Jones?" is here
"Who is Mike Jones?" is here
I get you crunk when I open my mouth
My diamonds shine every time I talk
I spit a verse here straight to the folk
Cause Mike Jones can't take a loss
I get you crunk when I open my mouth
My diamonds shine every time I talk
I spit a verse here straight to the folk
Cause Mike Jones can't take a loss

[Chorus]

[Mike Jones]
M.O.B. 'til the day I go
Got a Range Rov' on 80 4's
On the microphone I shine and glow
I scream my name 'til the day I go
I hit the scene, 'llac candy green
Or candy blue when I'm with my crew
I represent, we drink and screw
I represent, we drink and screw
Michael Watts, he chopping it up
Cocaine, I'm rocking it up
Yo' gal fine, I'm knocking her up
Yo' gal fine, I'm knocking her up
I got a plan, got in demand
Now hit the road and start stacking grands
I'm running the game with my master plan
I'm running the game with my master plan
2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo'
Here's the number you can hit me on
When you call, ask for Mike Jones
2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo'
That's the number you can hit me on
When you call, ask for Mike Jones

[Chorus]

[Mike Jones]
Purple drank I'ma grip and sip
Anything illegal you know I'll flip
I roll the slab with my pistol grip
Diamonds shine from behind my lip
I hit the club a hundred deep
With a hundred sweets and a hundred freaks
On the mic you can't compete
Cause Mike Jones is in the streets
I'm gripping grain, switching lanes
Causing pain in the turning lane
In 7 months I'm running the game
Just ask the streets what is my name?
I'm gripping grain, switching lanes
Causing pain in the turning lane
In 7 months I'm running the game
Just ask the streets what is my name?

[Chorus]

Writer : JONES, MIKE / WILLIAMS, SALIH / HOUSTON, JORDAN
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.