your trick I love it with you...Lick!...Lick! you got lock at me every part of me no what makes me tick I love it when you Lick!
's the Swish a House, the third coast The state of Texas that's my land Who's the man that's in demand It's Paul Wall baby yeah that's me I put it down
she on my coke and nuts/coconuts I'm on point like Chris Paul You on point like an Atlantic City hooker that licks balls I'm bout to flip in this bitch
Nina, some flow spitter?s But that don?t mean you gotta hate Jealousy?s a sickness take another lick, mitch You actin' like a trick, biatch Take a lick
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
car got more butter then a bunch of biscuits I get chicks while you get dissed and get dismissed I get kissed like I was under missle toe on christmas Paul Wall
a bunch of biscuits I get chicks while you get dissed and get dismissed I get kissed like I was under missle toe on christmas Paul Wall don' got diamonds
to bag the OC Yeah, fish scale nigga, what up ghost this Stashin by the old tree, moving by coke leaf Drama let the lama lick niggas like Charles Oaklee
now I reside on that 17th And I'm hustlin, on the grind, 17 holly grove nigga, I was straight No time to eat or sleep, I'm stackin licks that just
4 My flow is real cold I ain't never been wacked And thanks to Bun-B and Pimp-C I got two gold plaques They hanging on my wall pimp I miss you dog Bun
I do that right there (Right Thurr!) Yeah [Hook:] Take a lick of this (Jelly sickle sickness) To much will make you sick (You acting like a trick bitch) Take a lick
a bunch of biscuits I get licks while you get dip and get dismissed I get pissed like I was under missle toe on christmas Paul Wall don' got diamonds
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 I
(Paul Wall Intro) I go by the name of Paul Wall The People?s Champ and I?m pullin? down with my partna Papoose baby They talkin? bout? (Paul Wall) Kick
them boy's teeth, that's cra-zy (already) The lean and the weed got us la-zy (already) Yellow boppers is boppin but you already know [Paul Wall] I'm
