I'm forgettin', Swishahouse (Here I Am) Radio DJ's (Here I Am), and to all my fans (Here I Am) Where that Northside (Here I Am) Where that Southside (
Traduction: Wall, Paul. Here I Am.
ass I ain't disrespecting just telling the truth Ya'll know how I do it when I gets up in the booth I'm a go hard till I chip my fucking tooth In a fly
I was to say something about Paul Wall, you'd probably crap in your Pants, cause I'm white, and he's white, so he's like My competition I mean, right? Nope, Paul Wall
that ass) And put the feelings aside, I know who I am I cast the grain by the pound I make sounds with the horn When I colour the corn, caught the fit
now? Good get off my sac [Celph] Yo, MC am I People call me Celph I got the key to every young bitches chastity belt You clicking even pussy Better yet they beaver I
get off my sac [Celph:] Yo, MC am I People call me Celph I got the key to every young bitches chastity belt You clicking even pussy Better yet they beaver I
(feat. Lil Wayne, Rick Ross, Ludacris, Twista, T.I., Chamillionaire, Pitbull, Slim Thug, Mike Jones, Paul Wall, Young Jeezy, Yung Joc, Young Dro and Bun
Louis Vuitton Mom I ain't play the hand I was dealt, I changed my cards I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars I went to the malls and I balled
na so Tell me where I stand Am I still that special man wey you love so much Cos the more I see The less I understand Tell me [tell me] Am I still that
I don't feel you in person I'll flip the script and I'll accidentally kill you on purpose The baddest when I'm flailing, I got so many furs PETA gonna
fuck with it And I'ma hit it on the head with a hammer Rep-ing H-town like five slam a jam Am I hard enough, am I real enough, am I ready Bro well you
I love bein? from the Dirty South, mayne It made me the G I am today, made me the hustler I am today The grinder, the baller, the gangster I am today
Paul? And who'll carry it up the hill? Not I said the widow, adjusting her veil I will not drive the nail or cart his puppet body home For I done that
I was to say somethin' about Paul Wall You'd probably crap in your pants 'Cause I'm white and he's white So he's like my competition, I mean right? Nope, Paul
or Fulton Mall But I don't know what I'm laughing at I don't know just what I think is so goddamn funny I don't know why I don't just shut up And give
