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  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,