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Still Tippin' (feat. Slim Thug and Paul Wall)

Artist: Mike Jones
Album: Who is Mike Jones?

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[Hook]
Still tippin' on fo-fo's, wrapped in fo' vogues,
Tippin' on fo-fo's, wrapped in fo' vogues.
Tippin' on fo-fo's, wrapped in fo' vogues,
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' 4-4's.
I'm still driving around on four 84's (84's referring to the vintage-style rims found on 1984 Cadillac cars) which are within four Vogue tires, whilst pimping four females and carrying .44 caliber firearms.

Slim Thug
Now look who creepin’, look who crawlin’, still ballin’ in da mix,
It's that six-six long dick slim nigga stickin' yo chick.
You should currently avert your attention to the one 6' 6" in stature that continues his ways of riding in various vehicles and engaging in sexual activities with the person you consider to be in a relationship with.

Pullin' tricks, lookin' slick, at all times when im flippin',
Barre sippin', car dippin', grand wood grain grippin'.
If you have not already correctly assumed thusly, this person is in fact me (Slim Thug). All the while, I continue to obtain females while looking favorable and fashionable as I drive around my home town of Houston, Texas. These activities are also performed as I drink the beverage called "barre," which is in fact a synonym for syrup. and grip the wood-grain style steering wheel in any of my automobiles.

Still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo' vogues,
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' 4-4's
It's quite true that I am indeed still riding in vehicles sporting four 1984 Cadillac rims (which are within four Vogue-brand tires), employing four women as playthings for men, and owning .44 caliber firearms.

Blowin' on that indo, Gamecube Nintendo,
Five-percent tint, so you can't see up in my window.
I'm also toking upon marijuana while presumably playing my Nintendo Gamecube. During all of this, my automobile has extremely dark 5% tint allowing very few of my actions within my vehicle to be seen.

These niggas don't understand me cause I'm boss hog on candy,
Top down the maxis with a big Glock Nine handy.
I must concur that these African Americans don't fully recognize my actions and ways due to the fact that I note myself as the "Boss Hog" (but not the one from a certain 1979 television show) and I carry a Glock Nine pistol.

Peaced up, creased up, stayin' dress to impress,
Big Boss belt buckle under my Mitchell 'n' Ness.
Have no doubt that I'm currently packing a gun while still looking quite stylish in my Mitchell & Ness clothing, which currently has a sizeable belt buckle residing underneath stating that I am in fact the "Big Boss."

Oh, Gucci shades up on my braids when I Escalade,
When I'm ridin' Spreewells, slidin' like an escapade.
My pair of Gucci-brand sunglasses rest upon my braided hair whenever I roam the streets in my Cadillac Escalade SUV. My Spreewell rims spin freely as I do such a thing, and one may be mistaken into believing they are watching an ice-skating event due to such a sight.

I got it made, da big boss of da nawf,
Ain't shit changed, I still represent Swishahouse, huh.
I am quite contempt with my life, for I believe I am the supervisor of the North. Contrary to some belief, very little has changed when it comes to my personal loyalties, and I still fully support the Swishahouse record label.

[Hook] (2x)

Mike Jones
Fo-fo's I'm tippin', wood grain I'm grippin', catch me lane switchin' with the paint drippin',
Turn yo' neck and yo' dame missin'.
I too am driving on four vogue rims while holding onto my wood grain steering wheel. You can also perhaps view me switching lanes upon the roadway. It might also be quite troubling for you to rotate your head in a unilateral direction and discover your girlfriend has in fact, vanished (to apparently go with myself, Mike Jones).

Me and Slim we ain't trippin',
I'm finger flippin' and syrup sippin', like "Do Or Die" I'm po' pimpin'.
I can assure you that Slim Thug and myself are indeed not currently under the influence of narcotics, but rather I'm flipping people off and imbibing upon the popular drink known as "syrup" which consists of soda, Codeine cough syrup, and often a Jolly Rancher. Similar to the artist "Do Or Die," I would also say we are "po pimpin," coincidentally the name of their first single.

Car stop, rims keep spinnin',
I'm flippin' drop with invisible tops.
Due to my vehicle having free-spinning rims, I can bring it to a complete stop while having the rims continue to rotate. I'm also cruising in my expensive convertible car.

Hoes bop when my drop step out,
I'm shakin' the block with four 18's, candy green with 11 screens.
Women with questionable backgrounds and reputations are sure to offer me oral sexual stimulation whenever I drive my car. The street is also sure to vibrate in response to my car's four 18-inch subwoofers releasing extreme amounts of bass. This same vehicle, which has a candy-coat of green paint, also contains no less than eleven LCD television screens.

My gasoline always supreme,
Got dodo to burn with a pint of lean.
When filling up my vehicle with fuel, I'm always sure to choose the highest level of octane. I also have a large amount of high-quality cannabis to smoke with some codeine cough syrup to drink with.

It takes grindin' to be a king, [2x]
"First Round Draft Picks" comin', "Who is Mike Jones?" comin.
I can firsthand notify you that it takes hard work and dedication to get to the high level of being a "king" in my field of work. Be on the lookout for two of my future albums, one called "First Round Draft Picks" and the other being "Who is Mike Jones."

Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, [2x]
I'm Mike Jones. Who? Mike Jones.
My slab vehicle is clean and therefore possesses a certain shine along with its grill and female-shaped hood ornament. If you haven't figured it out thus far, my name is indeed "Mike Jones."

The one and only, you can't clone me,
Got a lot of haters and a lot of homeys.
My DNA makes me unique and unable to duplicate via cloning. While several people dislike my styling and choices, several others also wildly approve and I consider these people my friends.

Some friends and some phony,
Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me, [3x]
I said back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me.
Some of these "homeys" as previously described are true friends while some are presumably fake and are interested in my for only my monetary funds. Before I became popular, women were not interested in me. Now that I have become popular, these same women are suddenly interested in me in a perplexing manner. I find this a particularly interesting point so I will repeat it a total of four times for added emphasis.

[Hook] (2x)

Paul Wall
What it do it's Paul Wall, I'm the people's champ,
My chain light up like a lamp 'cause now I'm back with the camp.
Greetings and salutations. My name is Paul Wall and I consider myself to be the "People's Champion." My necklace is bound to "light up" due to its immense shininess, undoubtedly due to its expensiveness from which I attained from being with the Swishahouse rap label.

I'm crawlin' similar to an ant, 'cause I'm low to da earth,
People's feelings get hurt when they figure out what I'm worth.
I can describe my down-to-earth nature by comparing myself to an ant, and the methods of which they travel low to ground level. Unfortunately peoples' state of mind may become hurt when they discover my true value in liquid assets.

I got 84's pokin' out, at the club I'm showin' out,
I'ma playa, ain't no doubt, hoes wanna know what I'm 'bout.
My 1984 Cadillac rims are quite large and sticking out from my vehicle while I'm simultaneously showing off in various ways at the local dance hall. I also have no doubts that I'm a player, and that scandalous women wish to learn more about my actions.

Baguette diamonds off in my mouth, princess cuts all in my chain,
Wood grain all in my range, drippin' stains when I switch lanes.
"Baguette" diamonds reside in my mouth's dental work, while princess cuts diamonds can be located in my necklace. Wood-grain trim is located throughout my dashboard, and my candy paint looks so shiny one may mistake it for still being wet, and it may thusly "drip stains" while I randomly alternate driving lanes on the roadway.

Switch the name, it's still the same, Swishahouse or Swishablast,
Mike Jones he runnin' the game, and Magnificent 'bout his cash.
It need not matter what name the record label is called, Swishahouse or Swishablast. Either way, Mike Jones continues to work the rap business while fellow rapper Magnificent (Magno) is truly interested in acquiring funds.

Michael Watts he made me hot, hard work took me to the top,
G-Dash took me to the lot, he wrote a check and bought a drop.
D.J. Michael "5000" Watts can be credited with much of my current fame, while my own hard work also contributed greatly. The artist known as G-Dash took me to a car lot and subsequently purchased an expensive convertible known as a "drop" without a financing plan, instead opting to pay with a check.

I got the internet going nuts, but T. Farris got my back so now I'm holdin' my nuts,
It's Paul Wall baby, whatcha know 'bout me.
I'm on that 5-9 Southle, baby holla at me.
My popularity incidentally has internet-goers conversing vastly about myself, but T. Farris, the Swishahouse A&R, fully supports me so I can resort to grasping my testicles. My name again is Paul Wall, what can one possibly be familiar with me about? I can be located on the 5900-block of Southle Street in Houston, Texas, and you can contact me if you wish.

[Hook] (2x)

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