Jon Doe Nine
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[Verse 1]
I make it on the humble, it's marvelous
Sippin fine wine and Champagne
Smokin cannabis, poor folks don't understand this
Helicopter rides, first class airline flights
50 pairs of Nike's, two gold mics
A spot in the hills to stash all my bills
Givin hookers chills, like ice water drippin down their back
I stack paper like flapjacks
Macs to protect what I earn
My pocket hold the safe combination
To the great paper Chase, gettin money
I learned as a youth from a drug dealer with a gold tooth
I was the lookout on the project roof
A little shorty out to make somethin outta himself
Get the wealth put it on the shelf right next to the silver spoon
I never had growin up, what's luck?
I never met him, and if I met him, I wouldn't sweat him
I'd be out to get him, probably wet him, stick him up
Take his whole cash flow
What I gotta do to be Jon Doe?
[Chorus]
Jon Doe, middle name Money
Cream in abundance, thousands of hundreds
Cash rules God, seek the Twelve Jewels
I get 40 Below so call me Jon Doe
I make it on the humble, it's marvelous
Sippin fine wine and Champagne
Smokin cannabis, poor folks don't understand this
Helicopter rides, first class airline flights
50 pairs of Nike's, two gold mics
A spot in the hills to stash all my bills
Givin hookers chills, like ice water drippin down their back
I stack paper like flapjacks
Macs to protect what I earn
My pocket hold the safe combination
To the great paper Chase, gettin money
I learned as a youth from a drug dealer with a gold tooth
I was the lookout on the project roof
A little shorty out to make somethin outta himself
Get the wealth put it on the shelf right next to the silver spoon
I never had growin up, what's luck?
I never met him, and if I met him, I wouldn't sweat him
I'd be out to get him, probably wet him, stick him up
Take his whole cash flow
What I gotta do to be Jon Doe?
[Chorus]
Jon Doe, middle name Money
Cream in abundance, thousands of hundreds
Cash rules God, seek the Twelve Jewels
I get 40 Below so call me Jon Doe
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