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The following lyric translation has been translated by Brandon Rodriguez and may or may not completely convey the original message of the song's artist. The song's original lyrics are in normal text, translations are in italics.

Back Then

Artist: Mike Jones
Album: Who is Mike Jones?

Translation

[Hook]
Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me.
Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me, I said!
Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me,
Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me; I said!
On previous occasions, females were unable to grasp the concept of being in a physical relationship with myself. This, however, has substantially been altered due to my current fame and fortune which has resulted in women being steadily attracted to me. This concept is a very important one, and I will repeat it four times for greater emphasis.

Mike Jones
Mike Jones!
Befo' I came up in the game these hoes didn't show no love,
They see me in the club and used to treat me like a scrub.
Long before my days of being popular and wealthy, various females refused to adequately show any type of affection towards me. Upon sighting me in a local dance hall, they would treat me as if I were an inferior human being because of my perceived lower social status.

They wouldn't holla 'cause my dollars wasn't swoll enough,
I bet they change they mind when them 84s come rollin' up.
These aforementioned women would refuse to speak to me due to my deficit of monetary funds, but I am certain their positions on the topic of dating me would change upon my arrival in a vehicle with four 84s.

They see that I'm a star, now they wanna sit in my car,
Now they wanna count my G's, smoke my weed and sip my barre now.
Now that they have viewed my substantial success, they have drastically changed their habits and now wish to be in my company, joining me in my automobile as I count my available cash, intake illicit drugs, and drink the Houston concoction known as syrup.

They used to love to me diss me, now they rush to hug and kiss me now,
They tellin' all they friends when I leave how they miss me now.
Another example of this phenomenon is best illustrated by their previous actions of insulting me, compared to their present methods of being associated with me, which includes various acts of loving endearment. These females also choose to converse to fellow allies of their dolefulness caused by my absence.

2-8-1, 3-3-oh, eight-zero-zero-fo',
Hit Mike Jones up on the low 'cause Mike Jones about to blow.
If for unknown reasons one was unconscious and unaware of my personal cell phone number, it is (281) 330-8004. I invite you to call this number in order to contact me, for my popularity will soon reach that of today's modern hip-hop moguls.

Befo' the ice was in my grill, befo' I got my major deal,
These hoes wouldn't give a damn if I was here, chyeah.
I said befo' the ice was in my grill, befo' I got my major deal,
These hoes wouldn't give a damn if I was here, chyeah.
I said befo' the ice was in my grill, befo' I got my major deal,
These hoes wouldn't give a damn if I was here, chyeah -- because...
Earlier in my time, long before my mouth had such lavish decorations and before I was under a legally binding record contract, these same girls were not interested in my presence in the least. This of course, relates to the hook of this song which is...

[Hook] (2x)

I remember back den, most of them hoes couldn't stand me,
But now them same hoes beggin' me to pull down they panties.
I recall in my younger days how most women could not physically tolerate my actions. Ironically, these same women now request me to remove their unmentionable undergarments and presumably perform lascivious actions.

A couple of 'em said I was cute but I was just too chubby,
Same size a year later the same hoes wanna fuck me.
I will further admit that a moderate amount of these females told me of my appealing physical aspects, however, my large waistline outweighed such good features. Meanwhile, a full 365 days later my weight remains the same yet the aforesaid women now bizarrely desire sexual intercourse.

Because they see me paid, pimpin pens, workin my jelly,
And they ain't trippin' cause my pockets stick out mo' than my belly.
These infatuations are undoubtedly caused by their viewing my hard work and the bountiful rewards of said work. To put this metaphorically, my pants' pockets indeed stick out further (from being filled to the seam with cash) than my stomach does. This somehow condones their behavior.

They know I'm paid, livin laid in the shade,
Two slabs and a Escalade with fo' or five estates.
It is no secret that I now make a decent living from creating songs and performing shows; so much so that I have made several sizeable purchases within my relatively short career such as 2 slab vehicles, a Cadillac Escalade sport utility vehicle, and somewhere between four and five pieces of real estate.

They know that I got it made, I'm a motherfuckin' baller,
She would want a nigga now but I ain't got no time to call her.
The general population is well aware that I am financially secure, but this creates a conflict in that females are now interested in me; however, my busy schedule and other actions prevent me from providing the same treatment in return.

I'ma stall her like she stalled me, now she tryin' to call me,
Bitch I'ma dog yo hoe ass like you dogged me.
In fact, similar to the methods in which I was previously blown off by these women, I intend on doing the same to them in spite.

I'm Mike Jones, don't act like you don't know the name,
Ain't nuttin' changed but my change, I'ma stay the same.
I'm Mike Jones, don't act like you don't know the name,
Ain't nuttin' changed but my change, I'ma stay the same.
My mother had the words "Mike Jones" inscribed on my birth certificate, legally making this my name. I am positive that from my usage of my name on average 6,000 times per song, everyone is knowledgeable that my name is indeed this. I can also reassure you that the only aspect of myself that has been altered since my popularity increase is my amount of liquid assets.

[Hook] (2x)

Befo' my paper came, befo' I got my fame,
These hoes that's boppin' on me now didn't even know my name.
Prior to my substantial increase in fame and money, the women currently trying to obtain attention and money were not even aware of my name.

They said my flow was lame, they said I had no game,
I told 'em all I was fin' to blow they thought I was insane.
They would state that my rap lyrics were subpar, nor did I encompass the ability to attract members of the opposite sex. They also believed that I had a persistent mental disorder when I notified them of my impending success.

But they my name started blowin' up quick, now they jumpin' on my dick,
'Cause they see me on the rise and know now my paper thick.
But they my name started blowin' up quick, now they jumpin' on my dick,
Because they see me on the rise and know now my paper thick.
My assumed mental condition was later disproved when my fame and fortune did indeed grow substantially, causing females to attempt to get in intimate relationships with me. This has been a short biographical summary of my life thus far.

[Hook] (2x)

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