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[Verse 1] Let me tell you how cool I am rolling in my label van, I'm the man I'm The One oh yes I am, cool Threw a curve ball on you fools Zapped all your energy, hate and jealous tools, then I rule The spot I'll rap about in the next few bars Is the same spot I got more than just a few scars And bumps and bruises then learned lessons 'bout life cuz I'm constantly choosing [Chorus] Over there on Lynch & Ellis [x4] [Verse 2] And we, ducked corners and ran from JPD And since I was the fastest runner they always wondered where JP be I be gone, like Marion Jones, ain't waiting on no questioning Jumping fences like we equestrian G.A.C. the code, get away clean every time that's how me and my niggaz rolled You need a bra for a camaro? Yeah I got that You need an Alpine by Saturday? I can knock that Ask ya' boy, He know da' rat gone sneak I be done swiped ya' whole system while you in there sleep Then part out the booty with my bandits who helped Then we sippin' on that yac plotting on who up next (And um...)If we ain't friends, then you toppin' the list And if the call is made, you gone un-ass the gifts Letras de cancionesAnd I'm sorry if you thankin' I'm just bold and rude You can blame it on my Jacktown attitude; I got it from [Chorus] Over there on Lynch & Ellis [x4] [Verse 3] Now hold ya' pimp cups up and let's toast to the game Mississippi coming up we doing major thangs I'm seeing the world through trillionaire thoughts I want a billionaire's house with a million big rotts To guard my sanctuary, don't get it twisted though I'm still dirt down enough to make you come up missing hoe So just listen, all I'm doing is just spittin' I ain't looking for no trouble mayne, I'm looking for the kitten Giving back so it's love what I'm getting You thought I was bullshitting and now I'm the fool trippin' Rollin'..lil heavy Chevy like them boyz say And we riding all day and (cough) on hay And sippin' hypnotiq with the Hennessey Kicking mo' game than Janakowski Staying focused cuz its plain to see And I ain't got nothing to lose so I aim to please And my aim stick to ya' like mange and fleas Spittin' flames on the mic like you can't believe From Ripley to moss point and everything in between Reppin' Jack on the map, puttin' my block on the scene and I'm from [Chorus] Over there on Lynch & Ellis [x6] From Letras Mania