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Wall Paul Oh No

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

When it get tense I never flinch That hunter pinch is by my gut What the fuck oh thats a nine That broad with me oh thats a dime That cadillac thats double parked Dripping stains oh

-throats scar y'all, while you hope the don fall But I'll come inside the tunnel, nigga, wit pope john paul Yo, them niggas on the wall frontin', they

(featuring Paul Wall) [Lil' Flip] When I met you last night you dumb hoe all you wanted to do is get a room and smoke my dro, oh no but when I put my

ready Y'all Betty Crocker balla blockas, I'm too heavy Meatball, Lamborghini, top spaghetti Seats, Ragu, up 20 inch shoes Oh, me and you got plenty

here) By the time we got into Tulsa town we had 85 trucks in all But they's a roadblock up on the cloverleaf And them bears 's wall to wall Yeah them

up paper and count cash I'm ridin' on that pull over silver, the same color as a bad rash Gettin' full of that puff, puff, pass, it's Paul Wall, man,

the game we playin' But its all good though Paul Wall Brooke what up baby [Brooke:] What it do Paul Wall Look who's talkin' [Paul Wall:] Okay, hey What

[Paul Wall] I'm a hustler, ladies man of course a playa My behavior, is somewhat similar to the majors Cause I be running game, everything that I say