Local MVP If you wanna see all the bread that I made last year Compare Impressed with the moves that I make Best flex, don't care Too many man wanna sound like Sainte, that's that, well fair I've been working on somethin' new, drop a song like this for the mandem there Give me time, lemme plan, lemme land Never took no deal but I still made racks Never change for the game that's lame Amma take my timе Amma still get plaques Say slow wins race Amma stick to my lanе no change Young Sainte on the map Baby girl tell your mates that you know it's wrap Got the addy on text know I'm taking you back (what, what) Babe what's good I'm legit no hood Range outside with a couple odd goons But bless, no stress cah you know you're all good Best interest Got the birkin flirting Price hurting now your ex man stressed Give a Low grading for the look that he gave me hate me more if I put in the F Effort I ain't even gotta try Nice and sweet when I speak in your ear, smooth criminal here, Amma thief in the night No demon baby girl I'm an angel smooth in a tune no evil in sight Ey stuff right now man trynna get some money real hunid stuff you know If you wanna see all the bread that I made last year Compare Impressed with the moves that I make Best flex, don't care Too many man wanna sound like Sainte, that's that, well fair I've been working on somethin' new, drop a song like this for the mandem there Give me, time lemme, plan lemme land Never took no deal but I still made racks Never change for the game that's lame Amma take my time Amma still get plaques Say slow wins race Amma stick to my lane no change Young Sainte on the map Baby girl tell your mates that you know it's wrap Got the addy on text know I'm taking you back Ayyy What what what what

(I know you've been goin' through it) I look for you when I'm done acting crazy (save me) I think you can be the one to save me It's like even for they own problems, everybody blame me (they blame me) We start to grow apart, I'll never be the same me (I'll never be the same) Girls be saying that they love me, it just feel like lust I could get a thousand girls and still no one to trust Every time we go out, we be going up Help me count up 'cause I count on you to show me love When I ran into her, I'm like, "Where you been hiding?" Just like all my flights, all her pages on private Try to give her space but she stay on my body I know you been going through shit for me lately (lately) But it's worth it 'cause I know how seriously you take me (I know) She tell me that what these people say will never break me Only you see my real side, these people get the fake me (Only you get my real side, my real side) If it ain't you, then I don't want no one (I tried comparing but you don't compare to no one) My diamonds shinin' bright but you still make sure I get some sun (You the first one that I walk to when my show done) Always working when I'm with you, the only time I'm having fun If it ain't you, then I don't want no one I know you been going through shit for me lately But it's worth it 'cause I know how seriously you take me She tell me that what these people say will never break me Only you see my real side, these people get the fake me (Only you get my real side) (I know you been going through shit for me lately, lately) But it's worth it 'cause I know how seriously you take me (how seriously you take me) She tell me that what these people say will never break me Only you see my real side, these people get the fake me (yeah, yeah, yeah)

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)