my bread... ...Im heartless Take a look at me now Take a look at me now Take a look at me now Take a look at me now Take a look at me now (verse 2)
m heartless Take a look at me now Take a look at me now Take a look at me now Take a look at me now Take a look at me now
Traduction: Wall, Paul. Look At Me Now.
SP hit it wit mase (And we just caught burners and do me I'll say this) Your little niggas lookin' up to me like the walls in Green Haven Keep heat and
open it up in front of me I wanna touch it but I ain't able The one leg she can shake at the top of the pole Look at the laffy taffy when she pop, she
kitchen wipping up a batch Batch of them pies for all the time guys Watching out for the FED they be in disguise Looking like G looking like ballas Looking
me, I'm on another level Stay ready to dig a grave, keep a gun and a shovel And pouring gas too, if there evidence Saw me in the rear view, now you wonder
(feat. Method Man, Paul Wall) [Irv Gotti:] There can only be one, Ashanti... Murder Inc. [Paul Wall:] (Paul Wall, What It Do?) It's the Houston Hard
ain't the hook, now follow me There's nothing else for me to say, my public adores me Everybody bores me, they're just so corny So at night before I sleep, I look
t lookin at y'all (She can't see) The rest goes without me having to say I say, go, go, go, go (DJ) [Chorus: Paul Wall] Holla at me, What it do, What
the club Look at lil' sista when she twirkin that thang Make me wanna let her hop in my '04 range Now jook it on me while I throw my bow Sippin Hypnotic
club Look at lil' sista while she twurk that thang Make me wanna let her hop in my 0 fo' Range Now jook it on me while I blow my bowl Sippin' Hypnotic
laid in this muthafuck Yo, tell your friends to get wit my friends Yeah, meet me in the parking lot, license plate aftermath Between me now and fuck
The Rims Run Up On Us Watch That.38 Revolver Spin Im Rich Game Bitch I Made A Few Mill Now The 64 Impala Got A Paul Wall Grill They Say I Moved Out The
. Young Jeezy you hot, we both new to this While I'm in the ATL, shout out to Ludacris Cause your uncle Scarface show me that crime pays Just like Paul Wall got me
