I got (?) on my ride in the black   I Bet you if i turn you baby I can make em bounce   Got me saying   Who the F*** you be b**** you know me    Who the f*** who-who the f*** you be b*** you know me   I'm sum'n like a pimp(x2)      (Paul Wall:)   (Making em bounce)      I'm sitting down in pimp mode   My trunk bump like a lymph node   Them boppas gaze and haters haze   I'm playa made with hemp roll   I pull up and make them wimps fold   My wide body big blimp hoes   That fifth(?) drop down look to the floor   The trunk glow I'm so dope      I'm candy red like Elmo   Miss(?) Oh hell no   Just ask your girlfriend she'll know   I got her stuck like Velcro   I put em under my spell bro   My mac and game is real cold   I'm crawling round the parking lot   In a lac'd out lil delso      Catch a glimpse of this thug prince   WIth purple rain up in my cup   When it get tense i never flinch    That hunter pinch is by my gut      What the fuck oh thats a nine   That broad with me oh thats a dime   That cadillac thats double parked   Dripping stains oh yeah thats mine      Boys know that I'm bout that bread   Boppas know they got to give head   Haters know bout the in fared   That leave em dead and full of that lead      I'm one hundred and full of bread   I'm Paul Wall    I'll hold it down      You know me I'm getting mine   That paper and them dimes