I'm on the corner like little kids waiting for the school bus I'm Reggie bush about my paper man, I gotta rush I'm chasing Johnny Dame, co vein with diamond crush I
Traduzione: Muro, Paul. Ho bisogno di Mo.
on, I'm a hustler I ain't coming home [Paul Wall:] I got big money big cars, big chains and big glocks Playboy bunnies in cuts or bar, I'm holding grain
I-I-I-I... {I like to watch her move slow} But don't stop Make the body rock Rock-rock-rock, rock [Verse 1: Paul Wall {Paul Wall slowed down}] Peep game
still come together as one American family Then sure that the next generation can pursuit their dreams as well [Verse: Paul Wall] Paul Wall It's time
tight, MJG The dirty south, it's everything I want, everything I need Everything I'm hungry for When I'm outta town gotta get home just for it Everything that I
encomium Nobody applauded the atmosphere was ominous They feared I would spit, they don't like when I bust I need more pain so I can pretend to be tough
I done heard holmes" [Paul Wall:] I'm leanin to the side sideways, sittin crooked My Jolly Ratchet paint got all of the people lookin I'm beatin down
a bunch of biscuits I get licks while you get dip and get dismissed I get pissed like I was under missle toe on christmas Paul Wall don' got diamonds
Yall would swear I'm gettin' interviewed by MTV Yeah I'm ill at rappin', but I still not cappin' He ain't took the damn drug, and I still ain' trappin' I
Yea, I'm thinkin about putting 20's on a cab and pickin up more hoes than a WNBA draft yea I'm thinking I'm 7:30 yea I'm fly as a muthafucka Yea I'm thinking
I don't wanna stall off from girl at all I just wanna be with you All you gotta do is let me know, me know, me know And I promise that I won't say no
real Color Changin Click Koopa's out Paul Wall,Lew Hawk,50/50 all my niggas for real [talking:Paul Wall] Color Changin Click D.J Paul Wall be sure to
me again No key to the Benz 'cause it's voice activated When my brother get off like I know haters have to hate it [Hook] [Paul Wall] Here I come, turn
something like Paul Wall's Ladies look out; they ain't thugs, they homo's The film look hyper, when I clap 'em in slo mo' Ya'll still paying the mob?
, I don't love ya I'm a jump under the cover, put.. a couple rubbers On my dick, slick, yeah, you need to pick Up, mo' dough next time you roll Y'all
] [Paul Wall] I got diamonds all in my mouth, in my grill and in my jaws Platinum teeth and princess cuts, my mouth is similar to a disco ball I'm Paul Wall
mo money mo money thats what I need I got drank and I love to smoke my weed yes indeed I speed when I'm in my car Cause everybody know Lil' Flip a superstar and I
