Hey Ma

I can't lie, a lot of girls come at me fine

Looking like a million bucks, but ain't worth a dime

Swishahouse/Swishablast, is the label I claim

Now I got a lot of fame, girls screaming my name

I'm Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones-Jones

That had to grind alone, so I'ma shine alone

I ain't shine overnight, had to grind and get it right

Now I'm hot, girls wanna display me in the light

Cause I'm balling now, but where was y'all at

When I was crawling, far from balling

Trying to get out the ghetto, taking Penitentiary chances

On the block moving dope, keeping my rap dreams and hopes

Swishahouse helped me, nonbelievers left me

Now the same, nonbelievers respect me

But anyway, I'm peeping floozies on the real

Bopping-bopping off the princess cuts, hanging off my ear

I can tell she a bopper, she can't look at me straight

Without staring at my dropper, Mike Jones

I can tell she a bopper, she can't look at me straight

Without staring at my dropper, Mike Jones

So I proceed, to let her tease me thinking she

Gon run game, on a O.G. like me

We head back to the room

Hey ma, I know you heard Straight to the Room

If so let's go to the Motel, hit Magno on my Nextel

Another dumb bitch, oh well

Yo Mag' (what up), I fucked (what else)

And she sucked (fa sho), and then we got it on tonight