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(Intro)
The Peoples champ
that be yours truly Wall
You know what Im talkin
Gettin this money all day and all
and you know Im flyer a mosquito baby cuz thats how i do
I got expensive taste you know im talking bout
sit back take notes

(Verse 1)
I wake up in the morning and I and stretch
Lace up new J's now Im new born fresh
Got the 501 creased starched and pressed
Expensive name brand hat and shirt on my chest
Got the boppers crazy pull up in my Mercedes
Knocking the ladies from Pasadena to Katy
Most of them dudes me cuz I sweet talking they lady
but dont bring her around me if your game aint all
No time for my mind on stacking change
Tryin to flip this paper and change this chevy to a
Screen fall rain as I maneuver the grain
I pull up 3 screens 4 twelves 5
Cadillac while my trunk do the jerk
and the in the back are drumming like Neil Peart
haters on alert 3 ounces in the squirt
Perc 10s for dessert and C on my shirt
I I come around the corner so alert
When grain get worked all feelings get hurt
Gorilla poke all up under the skirt
place in the car show in the back getting slurped
I step on the dirt and stop traffic a school bus
All eyes on me Im fly as a flock of
Chasing big bucks Haters can suck nuts
They flaky as pie crust and sensitive as an
Put that on the hood the corner and the
TV put 35 carats up on the watch
100 til my heart stops running this chasing
Draped in expensive taste my music is slow
is on the face partner thats shades
And if its aint 84s and vogues than its
new levis grinding since I was knee high
Need I say mo' fo sho you we fly
on the toes when you see Paul Wall
Shopping spree at ?SL2? I crawls the mall
Man im so fly no no jet lag
?Parvay? carat I break them off bad
Im a hustla chasing tickets on a daily basis
I gotta get it Im chasing them big
Im paper in my pocket all damn year
So I can pull out Maserati and put in my ear
The diamonds shine so never from Debeer
I holla at TV Johnny he the man here
Partner I got my mind and on Dollar signs and signing
I thinking snow on ear mouth wrist and neck
I got the game in check and my wrist correct
The watch so shinny call it time to reflect
I gotta call these shots partner I came to
And if you owe me lil homie then its time to
Im straped up like a baby in the car
All all day all night and all week
No sleep a up on the creep
Getting my up bread stacked extra steep, baby

(Outro)
Know what Im bout
And if you got a with me getting my paper
then hit me at my www dot kiss my ass dot com
what im saying We in here Know what im talking bout
Sweatshop i see you
P.F. what up
my partner Skinhead Rob it up
we to get tore up
T i see you baby