a PT and pour him up Paul Wall the OG Ron C to slow him up so if ya'll reppin some down ass hoods player than throw 'em up keep the Trillness in front
they mean what they do Say the black one a slut but the red would cut too Give 'em number to the suite and tell 'em to fall threw And tell that nigga ESG and Paul wall
rims same age as me, can you dig? Ridin down the block, knockin pictures off your wall Just showin off my grill made by Paul Wall Alpine speakers in my
'm ridin' wit bash I already, I pull up on Pirelli drippin' candy paint and jelly I stop, at Chimmy Chan's and throw sumthing in my belly It's paul wall
he like to pay Ask Pops I aint had to sell bricks Every where I go u know I keep a fly chick Ran ya mouth til things got trill Ay call Paul Wall u gon
drop, son 3rd the king of Dloverland but Slim Thug is the boss, son Paul Wall made me the hardest grill I done bought for For a 100 K, a 100 carat, Paul
red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming screw Don't know about you, but I'm true-i'm true [paul wall] Forget what these boys is talking bout
(Feat. Chamillionaire & Lil Keke) [Paul Wall talking] I'm comin down I'm bangin screw Lookin good Feelin good [Chorus] You know i'ma crawl slow/ Popped
' return to the trill You can love to hate us or hate to love us it ain't a thang To them Underground Kingz We still gon' swang Verse 9 (Paul Wall) I
since a clock get my pocket full nalvy Bitch, count my head and sense I got that whole wide world in my hand Spin that ten as a trill rock Still
Yes sir, Swisha House DJ Paul and Juicy J productions Paul Wall, Swisha House, Hypnotize Minds Three 6 Mafia, it's goin' down Eighty-fo's, candy paint
truth be told theres problems that follow money boys changin like the hour friendships turned sour phiny smiles ...and alot of fake love but im sturdy in my position paul wall
ass done, it don't matter what it cost We floss that blue, do it for the crew Old school Caddy, or the new slabs too Paul Wall what it do? Who Mike Jones
[Chorus: Paul Wall] Money Ain't A Thang Paper Ain't Nothin When You're In A Black Mayback On Buttons Cutting These Pops Got Dimes By The Dozen Higher
nuts in my hand Its the Swisha House the Third Coast the state of Texas thats my land Whos the man thats in demand Its Paul Wall baby yeah thats me
Smoke a Latin blunt with ya Then it's going down Watch me do my thang You fucking with Sean Paul We can hit the bed And throw her up against the wall
trill (so trill) large bills (large bills) I'm sittin tall, grill it come from Paul Wall No cocallins shawty, yeah I keep the Paul Wall The Lil Wyte,
is somethin I ain't have to say (say) Been ready to duck and do it since that MTV with Sway (Sway) I'ma keep it trill (trill), I'ma keep it true (true