Paul Wall - Break em off

Tekst :

(ft. Lil Keke)

Ama break em off real bad
Ama show them boys (what the fuck??)
Ama break em off real bad ama ama break em off real bad (7x)

Paul Wall

Now i gotta work my wood grain wheel
Poppin trunks (something something) poppin seals
Higher than a heel with my mind on meal
Pieace and chain swanging (something) my grill
Baby i got million dolla dreams with my mind on cherry cream
I m in da mean purple green machine on 24 s
Flat screens in (something)
Swanging like a swinskit
Brand new grills from Johny Deng
Coming down in Sharpstown mall n thats a bet
Am in Galveston chasing braws like a lesbian (blonde)
Full of that cush flower am breakin down pedestrian
Higher than a street light flowing like a persuit
Bunza like a bumblebeeeeeee
Ketchup green bently skoool
Young gangsta mack game tougher than fame
Breakin em off (Some some some) and thats a bet
Watch me am rocket up cuz the hood is good
Herbie fully loaded n tryin to hit it and quit it
and walk off like big papi

(Chorus)

Lil Keke

Hey hey hey i pull up like this (like what???)
Untouchable white grill
Am hotter than worm piss
Greater than sunkist
The trunk is poppin n is gonna miss
50 aint nothing yeah dummy
Paul Wall money thats an expensive taste
And the hoe ass bitches we send them to myspace
Ama chill on myspace till my back is broken
something something will leave the top open
(WTF????????)
Cutting on 24 scissors, mirrors, fo sho fo sho
Make these lyrics look phenomenon
Chasing news papers in the morning call me CNN Chronicle
Hold on and hold up Paul Wall and Lil Keke thats whats up
Swishahouse and Old Don capital one bank

(Chorus)

Paul Wall

Already
Am high than a sattelite crawling like a baby
manuevering thru the traffic like am tracy mcgrady
Still choppin the haters and making potatoes
And this is ballin at its best
In the (WTF???)
Fifth wheel on the ground and trunk in the air
Paul Wall baby am the definition of playa
My skills is so ill when working the wood grill
Tippin the 4 s like a waiter
Am sippin on the Osama baby and i aint trippin
In Houston we have alot of fine senoritas
3 ounces in my litta and its 10 up in the hit her
Mackin them mamacitas
Runin game like a cheetah
and some some some for the end..

Paul Wall - Smooth operator

Tekst :

I m a chick magnet, I m a ladies man
I put a smile on your face any way that I can
I got the world in my hands, you got the world in your pants
My squad pimpin there, I approach and put you under my trance
My gameplan is exquisite, so when I pay you a visit
I ma make you go ballistic from the second I get up in it
To tell the truth I bring great orgasmic pleasure
It seem like it last forever when you float like a feather
My wordplay is clever, I ll have you laughin and grinnin
I lay you on that linen, and make you feel like you swimmin
You callin me King Dingaling and girl I just might be
I know you never ever met a player quite like me, cause

[Chorus 2X: Paul Wall]
I m a sweet talker, I m a pipe layer
I ll sweat you out your weave I m a back breaker
I m a gentleman, I m a mack player
I m a dimepiece layer, smooth operator

[Paul Wall]
Baby cold kick off your shoes and relax your feet
My sweet talk is so unique, girl you in for a treat
I ll be the cream in your coffee, I m your chocolate and toffee
And when I exercise my mackin I ll be killin you softly
I got a way with compliments, girl I m sweeter than mints
It ll be common sense to let the love makin commence
I ve had all persuasions, on so many occasions
When you spend a night with me it ll seem like a vacation
You gon love it when you with me, and when I leave you ll miss me
I ma whisper in yo ear and get you really hot like Missy
I ll tell you freaky thangs that s gon make you blush
And I ma make your body tingle from the tip of my touch, cause

[Chorus]

[Paul Wall]
I m a superfly cat when I m in mack mode
Soon as I get deep up inside you I ma make you explode
I m a player by nature, I m a mack by choice
And I ma make your body moist from the sound of my voice
I got a hell of a resume for layin the pipe
I ll tell you what you wanna hear and I can do what you like
So come on let s spend the night, it won t cost you a penny
I ll put you in the mood right, with a lil Hyp and Henny
I strap up twice, when I be usin the rubber
Cause I don t wanna be in bed gettin burned like Usher
I got a nonchalant demeanor, girl I m calm and cool
I ll have you feelin like you walkin on the moon, cause baby

[Chorus]

Paul Wall - Tryin to get paid

Tekst :

I m on the grind, trying to make paper stack up
And if I slip and fall, then I get back up
A two piece, any hater that wanna act up
And if boxing don t work, a glock got my back up pimping
Talking down, is a thing of the past
Instead of tripping off of me, you should be getting your cash
I got a lot of paparazzi, trying to see through my glass
Well peep game I m bout to teach class, listen to me
I m a hustler, with only one thing on my mind
And that s getting all that s mine, while I m in my prime
Whether it s legal or a crime, the police still blind
Cause I m quiet and hush-hush, like a mime
I m gon shine, but not till the appropriate time
So I nickel and dime, every lick I find
If I fall in a bind, my inventory still fine
I never let a slump, influence the way I grind baby

[Hook]
All day and every night, I think about one thang
Stacking my change, and that ain t never gon change
I got plans for running game, until the money is drained
Putting rocks in my ring, and ride a drop on swangs
Steady hustling on the grind, out here doing my thang
I m just trying to maintain, how many licks I could stang
But these boys who talking loud, they ain t got nothing to say
But I ain t worried, I m just trying to get paid

[Paul Wall]
I m on the grind, I hustle everyday all day
I m trying to shine, with muscle and show off parque
I lost time in the struggle, so I grind always
Cause on my mind, I m making up for lost pay
I m using my past for inspiration, when I was broke
I had dreams and aspirations, influenced by hope
I get up get out and get it, while I can cause I might get jammed
Life don t always go, the way that you plan
Instead of ducking the undercovers, or snoring undercovers
I m climbing out the underground, increasing my numbers
24/7 I grind, ain t no time for sleep
Cause if you snooze you lose, and if you sleep you won t eat pimping
I go and get it, being broke I ain t with it
A different hustle every minute, if I said it I did it
I can t let no critic, influence my mash for paper
I grind major I ma shine later, holla playa

[Hook]

[Paul Wall]
I m on the grind, I worked for everything that I got
I go and get it while it s hot, I m on the block nonstop
Cause I remember, when I didn t have didly squat
And I m not, trying to make a U-turn from the top pimping
It ain t no time, for relationships
Cause 99 percent of dips, will try to take your chips
Ain t no slipping in my pimping, or slacking on my macking
These boys lazy Cadillac ing, while I m greenback stacking
Cause, while they in they bed catching they Z s
I m in the streets, trying to catch me some G s
I gotta go and get all that I m worth, cause being broke hurt
And I ain t got time for shooting the breeze, check me out
I hustle like a fiend, cause I m addicted to cash
I can t let my window, of oppritunity pass
It really ain t no telling, how long my money gon last
So I mash and get it fast, first class for real

[Hook - 2x]

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