Paul Wall - Everybody Know Me - Sözleri

i got the screw tape playing in the deck 

so i drive slowly got them swangers pokin

	yeh the slab hold me

everybody know me X4



cooler than fan money in my hand 

stash in thn brown paper bags with them rubberbands

i aint got tsay nothing.. everybody know mex4



ballin is habbit that money i gota have it

im an addict for that paper my hustle is automatic

my presence is so jerassic the lanes is so tragic

im lightin that cali paper so im higer than the attic

im choppin up the block like a garbage disposal

so the the bible propostition and indesent proposal

im cool like popsicla been grinden since i was little

on this pool picnaratin the proverbs and riddles

im fresh like green bananas and fly like contenental

cause i stay up on my grind late night like jimmy kimmel

in that palmagranted slam with that roof convert

five stars under the skirts call it famous foot work

that cali is active when lil kekee got that chesly 

tiltin that bumper kit im flipin with the screensly

ridin with the big dog we breakin off  sipin that stuff 

to cure my cough pardon me im throwed off..



chorous



roll it up smoke it up break it up throught it up 

speed it up slow it up cut it up screw it up

do it up who involved do it to em uncle dog 

everywhere i flown and gone been know to bounce some bars

enterouge thing in charge i could never camaflouge 

doggy do it extra large coppin to a lesser charge

paul wall your next in charge  s is hard rappin hard 

dressin hard techin hard blastem like ?

im a bad mother im the only rapper know by your grandmother

and your preacher and yoru teacher aint that a trip 

moshi moshi  acagauru  aint that a bitch  thats japanese 

lil homie you should learn to mingle see snoop dogg is international and bilingle

im in the game got the fame and the money mayne and 

everybody know my motherfuckin name



chourus



correct me if im wrong but goddamn im fly 

in my famous stars and stripes no suit no tie

i got the heavy  starch grease so im sharp as an ice pick

im swangin and bangin and holdin rain like a vice grip

im high as a cielin fan and fly as superman

im hot as a fryin pan cause baby im the man 

im leanin like a kick stand  stackin up them grands from 

? to batan that wood grain in my hand 

roll it up and pass it as i cruise through traffic

slow motion candy ocean on this antique classic 

im superseedin my quata out collectin the dimes 

my speech slured cause im leanin like a half passed 9

im tippin dime on them craigers im skatin like devin harford 

with the trunk full of speakers beatin hard like travis barker

the money in the stash paid for made stack im swangin till the 

fos clack drinkin codine next track



chorous








		
			



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