Chorus: H-O-V-A
I got my mojo back baby
Oh behave!
Naw, naw, don't be afraid
Yall in your articles hock spit at jay
Yall from afar thought I lost my way
What you thought I would not have nothin' to say?
(NOPE!)
Yall fell into the booby trap
I set the trap, just to see dude react
AND NOW, you can't leave
You opened the door dog, I'm at you annually
And I'm sorry Ms. Rosie Perez
I call a spade a spade, It just is what it is
But you can't give cred to anything dude says
Same dude give you ice, and you owe him some head
(SHORTY!)
It's time to wake up the dead
You sound a little uneven in those articles I read
C'mon
CHORUS
H-O-V-A
The blueprint two baby on the way
H-O-V-A
I got my mojo back baby Oh behave-
Can't yall see that he's fake?
The rap version of T.D. Jakes
Prophesisin' on you c.d.s and tapes
Won't break you a crumb of the little bit that he makes
And this is with whom you wanna place yo faith?
I put dollara on mine,