I got up on my team Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean Im playin for the green shawty ima team pleaser Ima team player, I aint tryna be no king
me See the thing about me Is you don't really know a thing about me Everyone's makin' a stink about me Like there's some kind of a aura of that of a king
in to it My crew down to do it, if she going to persue it And before I even knew it, out she came With the tight gold clip, and the dark brown frame [Sean Paul
the three kinds You may fall, I'm AWOL, my heaters will spray y'all And put you in a hole like Robert Peter to pay Paul I could give a fuck Got a flow
] [Paul Wall] I got diamonds all in my mouth, in my grill and in my jaws Platinum teeth and princess cuts, my mouth is similar to a disco ball I'm Paul
slang Just show 'em your grill and pick up some drank and watch how they do the same, Hold up mayne [Paul Wall] What it do baby, It's Paul Wall, Players
six, rims same age as me, can you dig? Ridin down the block, knockin pictures off your wall Just showin off my grill made by Paul Wall Alpine speakers
Commandin' respect and demandin' click loyalty If you ain't down with freein' Pimp C, then fuck all y'all You wanna know what trill is? Tell 'em Paul
family no more, nigga? This is tight shit, tighter than white in ya wallet Yo, I'm talkin' bags of heavy coke, bracelets on every men Innocent dope pushers, over night king
again like Paul on his way to Demascus Any questions? Just ask us Standin' on the four corners of the Earth Four kings, 8 wings, black halos, son we got
homie If you locked in the box keep makin' it through Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you To my man, Paul Selene, stay up homie To
everythin', even your Paul Wall grill Yes nigga, it's survival out here These niggas don?t even respect the Bible out here It spirals out here, cars and kings
Love, We make it rain like Rainman, when he play with the glove, I?m the king to you pawn niggas, punisher, spawn, niggas, Playin in green, Paul Pierce
is (?) like the dome to dome Been my last track cuz they singin my song Say, ya girl wit u but we gettin it on And I, hang wit beast the size of King
) Gave me the gun when I ran up inA ?dealins? in 9th grade With a sligh rage I was ice age (chaa) Another reason Tecca Nina won't have any light days Voted me the King
sold it, but ha, we exploded I'm that rap nigga that you heard with 2Pac, Sole Lynch and Bo, Wake Up Show wit King Tech and Sway Yukmouth, Thicker Than
up your skull to the sides of a freedom Record to the meter, so tell me who could be the next one Gravediggaz complex death oath And watch king tee,
born in 1968 and I open the daily news How's the king of new york rocking sandals with jeans? Open toe sandals with choncletas with jeans on How's the king