Just Might - Mike Smiff, Mozzy

I just might, boy I just might do it

I just might, boy I just might do it

Might blow a bag on your bitch

Might fuck around and pay her rent

She be going crazy on the dick

I might put a baby in that bitch (ooh)

I just might, boy I just might do it

I just might, boy I just might do it

I might pull up in a old school

Acting brand-new like I’m anti-social

Yo baby momma on my hit list

Got eight or nine chains on my neck like I’m slick rick

She love me and the streets love me

Fat nigga with a whole lot of swag like I’m E-40

I might just take your baby momma to the projects

Hit the trap and buy thirty six ounces

I just might make her change her number

Fly her and your jits to the Bahamas for the whole summer

Might fuck her to some Dru Hill

Throw her a few bills for a purse and some new heels

(Shid I just might)

I just might, boy I just might do it

I just might, boy I just might do it

Might blow a bag on your bitch

Might fuck around and pay her rent

She be going crazy on the dick

I might put a baby in that bitch (ooh)

I just might, boy I just might do it

I just might, boy I just might do it

I might blow a bag on her hand bag

Why they hating baby, I don’t understand that

They might keep him in jail 'til my man crack

I don’t stop at this red light just ran that (ha)

Might spend fifty on a Cuban

Call the plug up and spend fifty with the Cubans

Ay you need to credit yeek, spend fifty on the shooters

Fifty on the lawyer, another fifty to the jeweler

Fifty in the ruler, do a nigga madula

Fifty in the ruler, do a nigga madula

Word to the mula, this is the life

Fuck ya baby mama then wiggle (I just might)

I just might, boy I just might do it

I just might, boy I just might do it

Might blow a bag on your bitch

Might fuck around and pay her rent

She be going crazy on the dick

I might put a baby in that bitch (ooh)

I just might, boy I just might do it

I just might, boy I just might do it

I should show her through the city (ha)

Might fly her ass down to Miami and get her titties done

Cash out on some ass shots

Turn her out, have her repping Slip-N-Slide like a mascot

I might hit you where it hurt maine

When you come through, have your jit call you by your first name

It ain’t nothing but a G-thang

Have her Prada down sitting on the wood at the Heat game

(Shid, I just might do it)

I just might, boy I just might do it

I just might, boy I just might do it

Might blow a bag on your bitch

Might fuck around and pay her rent

She be going crazy on the dick

I might put a baby in that bitch (ooh)

I just might, boy I just might do it