Still Tippin Chords by Mike Jones

Still tipping on po-po's, repping _ _ [Ab] _ _
[A] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [A] _ _ po _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _
-po's
Now look who creeping, look who prowling, still bawling in the mix
It's that 6-6 Long Dixler nigga sticking yo chick
Pulling tricks looking slick at all times when I'm flipping
Bar sipping, car dripping, Gradwood, Grand gripping
Still tipping on po-po's, repping po-po's _ _ _
Flowing on that endo, GameCube, Nintendo
5% tint so you can't see up in my window
These niggas don't understand me cause I'm Boss Hog on candy
Top down at Maxxis with a big Glock 9 handy
Pieced up, [G] creased up, stand dressed to [Ab] impress
Big Boss, bell buckled under my Michelin S
Oh, Gucci shades up on my braids when I escalate
When I'm riding, freewheel sliding like an escapade
I got it made, the Big Boss of the North
Ain't shit changed, I still represent, what's your house?
Tipping on po-po's, repping po-po's _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Tipping po [A]-po's and I'm bagging po-po's
Tipping on po [Ab]-po's, repping po-po's _
Tipping on po-po's, repping po-po's
Tipping po-po's and I'm bagging po-po's
Po-po's I'm tipping, wood grain I'm gripping
Catch me light switching with the paint dripping
Turn your neck and your dime missing
Me and Slim, we [A] ain't tripping, I'm figure flipping and [Ab] stir sipping
Like do or die, I'm pole pimping
[A] Car stop, rims keep spinning, I'm flipping
Drop with invisible top, hose bottle my drop
Step out, I'm shaking the block with [Ab] 418's
Candy green with 11 screens, my gasoline always supreme
Got dope to the brim with a pan of lean, it taste grinding to be a king
Taste grinding to be a king
First round drop, [G] peace is coming
Who is Mike [Ab] Jones coming?
Slap shining with the grill and warming
Slap shining with the grill and warming
I'm Mike Jones, 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
Back then, hoes didn't want me
Now I'm hot, hoes all on me
Back then, hoes didn't want me
Now I'm hot, hoes all on me
Back then, hoes didn't want me
Now I'm hot, hoes all on me
Back then, hoes didn't want me
Now I'm hot, hoes all on me
Sipping on 4-4's
Rapping 4-4's
Sipping on 4-4's
Rapping 4-4's
Sipping on 4-4's
Rapping 4-4's
Giving 4-4's
And I'm taking 4-4's
Sipping on 4-4's
Rapping 4-4's
Sipping on 4-4's
Rapping 4-4's
Sipping on 4-4's
Rapping 4-4's
Giving 4 [Am]-4's
And I'm taking 4-4's
What it [Ab] do is pow wow
I'm the people's champ
My chain light up like a lamp
Cause now I'm back with the camp
I'm crawling 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 84's, poking that
At the club, I'm showing that
I'm a player, ain't no doubt
Hoes wanna know when I'm fat
Biggest diamonds off in my mouth
Princess cuts all in my chain
All in my range, dripping stains
When I switch lanes, but the name
Is still the same
Switch a house or switch a blast
Mike Jones, he winning the game
And magnificent by this cash
Michael Watts, he made me hot
Hard work took me to the top
G-Dash took me to the lot
He wrote [A] a check and bought a drop
I got the internet going nuts
But T Ferris got my back
So now I'm holding my nuts
It's pow [Ab] wow baby
What you know about me?
I'm on that 5'9 south lead
Baby Holla at me _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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