Still Tippin’ (Remix)

[Chorus]
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' ***s and I'm packin' fo' fo's
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' ***s and I'm packin' fo' fo's

[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
Now look who creepin', look who crawlin', still ballin' in the mix
It's that six-six, long ****, slim ***** stickin' your chick
Pullin' tricks, lookin' slick at all times when I'm flippin'
***** sippin', car dippin', Grant wood grain grippin'
Still tippin' on fo' fo's (Still tippin' on fo' fo's)
Wrapped in fo' vogues (Wrapped in fo' vogues)
Pimpin' fo' ***s (Pimpin' fo' ***s)
And I'm packin' fo' fo's (And I'm packin' fo' fo's)
Blowin' on that, GameCube Nintendo
Five percent tint so you can't see up in my window
These *****s don't understand me 'cause I'm Boss Hogg on candy
Top down at Maxi's wit' a big ***** nine handy
Pieced up, creased up, stayin' dressed to impress
Big boss belt buckle under my Mitchell and Nеss
Oh, Gucci ******s up on my braids when I Escalade
When I'm ridin' Sprеwell's slidin' like a escapade
I got it made the big boss of the north
Ain't **** changed I still represent Swishahouse (Ha!)

[Chorus]
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' ***s and I'm packin' fo' fo's
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' ***s and I'm packin' fo' fo's

[Verse 2: Mike Jones & ASTROSTAR]
Fo' fo's I'm tippin', wood grain I'm grippin'
Catch me lane switchin' with the paint drippin'
Turn your neck and your dame missin'
Me and Slim we ain't trippin', I'm figure flippin' and syrup sippin'
Like do or die, I'm po' pimpin'
Car stop, rims keep spinnin'
I'm flippin' drop with invisible tops
***s bop when my drop step out
I'm shakin' the block with four eighteens
Candy green with eleven screens
My gasoline always supreme
Got dirt on the brim with a pint of lean
It takes grindin' to be a king, it takes grindin' to be a king
First Round Draft Picks comin', Who is Mike Jones comin'
Slab shinin' with the grill and woman
Slab shinin' with the grill and woman
I'm Mike Jones, (Who?) Mike Jones
The one and only, you can't clone me
Got a lot of haters and a lot of homies, some friends, and some phony
This is me, Davis Neal, I'm the second people's champ
Got my Grillz on, Yo, This is me, Davis Neal
I'm The Second People's Champ, I got diamonds on my teeth
Whatcha know 'bout me? I'm the second people's champ
[Bridge: Mike Jones]
Back then *** didn't want me, now I'm hot *** all on me
Back then *** didn't want me, now I'm hot *** all on me
Back then *** didn't want me, now I'm hot *** all on me (I said!)
Back then *** didn't want me, now I'm hot *** all on me

[Chorus]
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' ***s and I'm packin' fo' fo's
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' ***s and I'm packin' fo' fo's

[Verse 3: Paul Wall & ASTROSTAR]
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
I'm crawlin' similar to an ant, 'cause I'm low to the Earth
People's feelings get hurt when they figure out what I'm worth
I got eighty fo's pokin' out, at the club I'm showin' out
I'm a player, ain't no doubt, ***s want to know what I'm 'bout
Biggest diamonds off in my mouth, princess cuts all in my chain
Woodgrain all in my range, drippin' stains when I switch lanes
Yo, Paul Wall is right! He's the people's champ, but I'm the second "one" of him. I'm the double of him!
Whatcha know 'bout me? One again you better know what I am
Switched the name, it's still the same, Swishahouse or Swishablast
Mike Jones, he runnin' the game and Magnificent 'bout his cash
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
I got the internet goin' nuts but T. Farris got my back, so now I'm holdin' my nuts
It's Paul Wall baby, what you know 'bout me?
I'm on that five nine Southlea, baby, holler at me

[Chorus]
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' fo' fo's
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' fo' fo's