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Still tippin' on fours, rapped in four Vouges
Tippin' on four fours, rapped in Vouges
on four fours, rapped in four Vouges
Pimpin' four and I'm packin four fours

Now look who creepin', look who crawlin', still in the mix
Is 6'6, long **** slim *****, stickin' your chick
Pullin' tricks, lookin' at all times when I'm flippin'
Bar sippin', car dippin', Grant Wood grain
Still tippin' on four Vouges in four fours
Pimpin' hoes and I'm packin four fours
Blowin' on that *****, Cube Nintendo
Five percent tint so you see up in my window

These ***** don't me 'cause I'm Boss Hog on candy
Top down at Maxis a big ***** 9 handy
Peaced up, up, stayin' dressed to impress
Big boss belt buckle my Mitchell N Ess
Oh, Gucci up on my brades when I escalade
When I'm ridin', slidin' like a escapade
I got it the big boss of the north,
Ain't **** changed, I represent Swisha House, ha

Still tippin' on four fours, rapped in Vouges
Tippin' on four fours, rapped in Vouges
Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four
four **** and I'm packin' four fours

Four four's I'm tippin', wood grain, I'm
Catch me lane switchin' with the paint
your neck and your dame missin', me and Slim, we ain't trippin'
I'm and syrup sippin', like do or die, I'm hoe pimpin'
Car stop, rims keep spinnin' I'm drops with invisible tops
**** bop when my drop out
I'm shakin' the block with four 18's, candy green with 11
My gasoline always
Got dough, dough to with a pint of lean

It takes a grinda to be a king, it takes a to be a king
First-round draft peace comin', who is Mike Jones
Slab shinin' with the grill and
Slab with the grill and woman
I'm Jones, who, Mike Jones, the one and only, you can't clone me

Got a lot of haters and a lot homies, some are friends and phony
then, **** didn't want me, now I'm hot, **** all on me
Back then, **** want me, now I'm hot, **** all on me
Back then, **** want me, now I'm hot, **** all on me
I said back then, **** didn't want me, now I'm hot, all on me

tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges
Tippin' on fours, rapped in four Vouges
Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four
Pimpin' **** and I'm packin' four fours

What it do, it's Paul Wall, I'm the people's
My chain light up like a 'cause now I'm back with the camp
I'm crawlin', to an ant 'cause I'm low to the earth
People's feelings get hurt when figure out what I'm worth
I got pokin' out at the club, I'm showin' out
I'm a playa, ain't no doubt, wanna know what I'm bout

Biggest diamonds off in my mouth, cuts all in my chain
Wood grain all in my Range, drippin' stains I switch lanes
Switch the name is still the same, Swisha House or Swisha
Jones, he runnin' the game and magnificent 'bout his cash
******* *****, he made me hot, work took me to the top
G-Dash took me to the lot, he wrote a check and bought a
I got the internet, going
But T Pharis got my so now I'm holding my ****
It's Paul Wall, baby, you know 'bout me
I'm on 5-9 Southle baby, holla at me

Still tippin' on four fours, rapped in Vouges
on four fours, rapped in four Vouges
Tippin' on four fours, in four Vouges
Pimpin' four and I'm packin' four fours