[Intro] I'ma break 'em off real bad, I'ma show'em pourin up a duece and ridin slab
[Chorus] I'ma break 'em off real bad, I'ma break 'em I'ma break 'em off real bad I'ma break 'em, I'ma break 'em off real bad I'ma show 'em pourin up a duece and ridin slab I'ma break 'em I'ma break 'em off real bad, I'ma break 'em I'ma break 'em off real bad I'ma break 'em, I'ma break 'em off real bad I'ma show 'em pourin up a duece and ridin slab
[Paul Wall] Now I gotta work my wood grain wheel Poppin trunks, poppin pills, still poppin seals High up in the hill with my mind on millz Piece of chain swangin, bank roll, shiny grill Baby, I got million dollar dreams, with my mind on cream I'm in that mean green machine clean on 19s Flat screens in the headrest, swangin like a swing set Brandy wine, paint wet, comin down tha's a fact I'm in the lot chasin broads like a lesbian Full of that Kush flower, I'm breakin off pedestrians Higher than the street lights, floatin like a parachute Buzzin like a bumblebee, mustard green Bentley coupe Young gangsta, mack game sharper than a thumbtack Breakin 'em off, makin all the boppers attract Then they watch me, I'm rocked up fully loaded and slabbin Tryin to hit it and quit it Walk off like Big Papi, break 'em off
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[Lil' Keke] Aye, aye I pull up like this, untouchable white wrist I'm hotter than warm piss, berry grape Sunkist The truck gold mist five 50 slow buddy Bentley continental with the mink floors dummy Paul Wall money, that's +Expensive Taste+ And 'em friendly ass fools we send 'em to MySpace I'ma break 'em off until the backbones broken Stainless steel drop phantom, leave the top open Shit done hit the fan, better cover your nose And the Kush done start burnin, better cover your clothes (that's right) Concrete crumblin, glass shootin lazers Crawlin and cuttin up on 24 razors I'ma show 'em how to make the slab look phenomenal Chasin paper in the mornin, call me Houston Chronicle Hold on then you buckle up the seat belt Swisha House, Young Don, capital TF
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[Paul Wall] Already Higher than the satellite, crawlin like a baby Maneuverin through the traffic like I'm Tracy McGrady Still choppin on 'em buttons, I'm struttin and lookin fresh Switch hittin like Berkman, this is ballin at its best In dat Minute Maid droppa', with retractable roof Finer than wood, wavin the hood, student loans on the tooth The fifth wheel on the ground, and the trunk in the air Paul Wall, baby I'm the definition of playa My skillz is so ill when workin the wood wheel Tippin 4s like a waiter, beware of the o'erseer Wide screen mind frame, panoramic pimpin I'm sippin on dat Osama, baby leanin like I'm limpin In dat 2 seater feeder, it's me and a seáorita 3 ounces up in the liter, and it's ten up in the heater Mackin a mamacita, runnin game like a cheetah I'm knockin 'em out the park similar to Derek Jeter (Break 'em off)
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