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Yo, nah talkin 'bout?

We over here in the Gridiron, three in the mornin'

This song here is dedicated to all them boys

That put it down before us

The foundation, nah talkin 'bout?

Pimpin' hoes, slammin' Cadillac doors

Shawty understand this is how we roll

Parkin' lot pimpin' on Vogues

VA to H-Town, yeah you already know

Choppin' on blades so amazin'

Look at them boy's teeth, that's crazy

The lean and the weed got us lazy

Yellow boppers is boppin' but you already know

I'm comin' straight out of the South

With my nuts in my hand

It'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 on that Gov Bang

But now I reside on that South Lee

And I'm hustlin', on the grind

Seventy-two, I was straight

No time to eat or sleep

I'm stackin' licks that just won't wait

I'm campaignin' for a new Benz

On the rims with bubble lens

So I'm stackin' every dollar I see

Hundreds, fifties, twenties and tens

Doors open and doors close

Never sweat hoes, players get chose

Hustle and flow, cars close

That's the player life that I know

Roll the dank up, where's the 'dro

Pour the drank up, where's the fo'

Stackin' money all on the low

And we still ridin' dirty pimpin'

Pimpin' hoes, slammin' Cadillac doors

Shawty understand this is how we roll

Parkin' lot pimpin' on Vogues

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