Lyrics Boi! - Mike Jones

Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
Wait hold up hold up
Hold up, hold up
We gonna put it down
For Texas one time
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
Young problem fucker!

Boi I got so many ways,
Ways to get paid
Wake up every day
Money to be made
Hoes know my name
Niggas know my face
When I pass by
All the hoes wave "Hey!"

They feelin' my Dougies
Fresh like Dougie
But not Dougie fresh
Dougie D, I'm thuggin
And these niggas are brownies
Not a stain on me
It's the cheat code
Young problem's gang homie
Catch me at the club
Always show me love
Niggas dab me up
Haters mean mug
But I ain't even trippin
I play a steady pimpin
I don't need your girl boy
I got so many
Boy

Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
WORK
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
Hey DJ play that girls song
Put that song on
If your money ain't long
Boi you better go
Boy
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
WORK
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
Hey DJ play that girls song
Put that song on
If your money ain't long
Boi you better go on

Hey boy I got so many ways
Ways to get paid
Twenty four hours
Money to be made
I started off with nothing
Now I'm platinum black minks
Back then they ain't want me
Now they all up in my thang
I fall up in the club
Twenty fours a nub
Yeah my belly big but girls still rub
They tryin to take me home
Wanna to be my cuddy buddy
So I gotta "day and night" like Kid Cudi
I swear she wanna love me
She wanna thug me
I can take your girl away from you
Boi trust me
But I ain't even trippin
I said I ain't trippin
Too much money on my mind
To worry about women

But you can catch me flossin,
Crawlin on them inches
Fall up in the club
Chick magnet all the women
Who are you?
Mike jones! who?
Mike Jones! Who?
Mike Jones! Who?
Mike Jones!
Boy

Hey DJ play that girls song
Put that song on
If your money ain't long
Boi you gotta go

Hey DJ play that girls song
Put that song on
If your money ain't long
Boi you gotta go

This the jewel stone
I got so many
Y'all got dimes but I got twenties
When I hit the club all the girls say yeah uh
Do it one time for the mo eh eh he he
Just a fool
Look how I'm stuntin'
Hit the club with a fine sugar brown honey

I got so many honeys
I got so many guns
I got so many hundreds
You got so many ones
I walk up in the club
Tell a hoe to give me some
And just because I'm stocked
All the hoes give me numbers
HUH

Jump up in the whip
The rims got so many inches
I got so many hoes
Cuz they know that I'm the business

(Turn it up)
Cuz motherfucker motherfucker I'm real
Hey DJ play that girl's song
If your money ain't long
Then boy you better go on
I say I got so many problems-
A bitch ain't one
So many revolvers so don't play dumb
I got so many dreads mamma you could pull one)?
Its JM if you think I'm broke - You're DUMB
That means that you're a dummie so don't say a thing
I got so many hommies
Young problems??
Boi I got so many hate
Cuz I'm doin great
Pocket full of cake
Cop a dos plate?
Man hold up wait
It's the boy Jay

Diamonds in my face
You're boy's diamonds fake
Whats the damn dealie
You boys are silly
Weezy won a milli
Your problems won a billi

Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
WORK
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
WORK

Hey DJ play that girls song
Put that song on
If your money ain't long
Boi you better go on
Boy