作词 : Slayton, Paul 作曲 : Slayton, Paul The Peoples champ baby That be yours truly Paul Wall You know I'm what talkin bout Gettin this money all day and all night
And you know I'm flyer than a mosquito baby cuz that's how I do I got expensive taste you know what I'm talking bout Sit back take notes already I wake up in the morning and I yawn and stretch Lace up some new J's now I'm new born fresh Got the 501 jeans creased starched and pressed Expensive taste name brand hat and shirt on my chest Got the boppers going crazy pull up in my Mercedes Knocking down the ladies from Pasadena to Katy Most of them dudes hate me cuz I sweet talking they lady But don't bring her around me if your game ain't all gravy No time for games my mind on stacking change Tryin to flip this paper and change this chevy to a range Screen fall like rain as I maneuver the grain I pull up 3 screens 4 twelves 5 swangs Cadillac convert while my trunk do the jerk And the speakers in the back are drumming like Neil Peart Haters on high alert 3 ounces in the squirt Perc 10s for dessert and Pimp C on my shirt I I come around the corner so slow alert When wood grain get worked all feelings get hurt Gorilla poke swangers all up under the skirt First place in the car show in the back getting slurped I step on the dirt and stop traffic like a school bus All eyes on me I'm fly as a flock of ducks Chasing these big bucks Haters can suck nuts They flaky as pie crust and sensitive as an I touch Put that on the hood the corner and the block TV Johnny put 35 carats up on the watch 100 til my heart stops running this paper chasing Draped in expensive taste my music is slow pace Prada is on the face partner that's shades And if its ain't 84s and vogues than its blades Crisp new levis grinding since I was knee high Need I say mo' fo sho you know we fly Jordons on the toes when you see Paul Wall Shopping spree at ?SL2? I crawls from the mall Man I'm so fly no connections no jet lag ?Parvay? carat stones I break them off bad I'm a hustla chasing meal tickets on a daily basis I gotta get it I'm chasing them big faces I'm putting paper in my pocket all damn year So I can pull out Maserati and put carats in my ear The diamonds shine so clear never from Debeer I holla at TV Johnny he the man round here Partner I got my mind and on Dollar signs and signing checks I thinking snow cones on ear mouth wrist and neck I got the game in check and my wrist game's correct The diamond watch so shinny call it time to reflect I gotta call these shots partner I came to wreck And if you owe me lil homie then its time to collect I'm straped up like a baby in the car seat All work all day all night and all week No sleep a hustla up on the creep Getting my cash up bread stacked extra steep, baby Know what I'm talking bout And if you got a problem with me getting my paper Know what I'm saying We in here Know what I'm talking bout Sweatshop I see you baby P.F. James what up My partner Skinhead Rob rolling it up We bout to get tore up T Barker I see you baby Already
[00:00.000] 作词 : Slayton, Paul [00:01.000] 作曲 : Slayton, Paul [00:04.50]The Peoples champ baby [00:06.06]That be yours truly Paul Wall [00:09.13]You know I'm what talkin bout [00:10.86]Gettin this money all day and all night [00:13.48] [00:14.67]And you know I'm flyer than a mosquito baby cuz that's how I do [00:19.80]I got expensive taste you know what I'm talking bout [00:21.99]Sit back take notes already [00:24.17]I wake up in the morning and I yawn and stretch [00:26.61]Lace up some new J's now I'm new born fresh [00:29.23]Got the 501 jeans creased starched and pressed [00:31.86]Expensive taste name brand hat and shirt on my chest [00:34.58]Got the boppers going crazy pull up in my Mercedes [00:37.33]Knocking down the ladies from Pasadena to Katy [00:40.14]Most of them dudes hate me cuz I sweet talking they lady [00:42.70]But don't bring her around me if your game ain't all gravy [00:45.58]No time for games my mind on stacking change [00:47.95]Tryin to flip this paper and change this chevy to a range [00:50.83]Screen fall like rain as I maneuver the grain [00:53.27]I pull up 3 screens 4 twelves 5 swangs [00:56.27]Cadillac convert while my trunk do the jerk [00:58.70]And the speakers in the back are drumming like Neil Peart [01:01.24]Haters on high alert 3 ounces in the squirt [01:03.99]Perc 10s for dessert and Pimp C on my shirt [01:06.67]I I come around the corner so slow alert [01:08.99]When wood grain get worked all feelings get hurt [01:12.05]Gorilla poke swangers all up under the skirt [01:14.61]First place in the car show in the back getting slurped [01:17.67]I step on the dirt and stop traffic like a school bus [01:20.24]All eyes on me I'm fly as a flock of ducks [01:22.93]Chasing these big bucks Haters can suck nuts [01:25.43]They flaky as pie crust and sensitive as an I touch [01:28.24]Put that on the hood the corner and the block [01:30.61]TV Johnny put 35 carats up on the watch [01:33.36]100 til my heart stops running this paper chasing [01:36.17]Draped in expensive taste my music is slow pace [01:38.80]Prada is on the face partner that's shades [01:41.36]And if its ain't 84s and vogues than its blades [01:44.30]Crisp new levis grinding since I was knee high [01:46.55]Need I say mo' fo sho you know we fly [01:49.74]Jordons on the toes when you see Paul Wall [01:52.11]Shopping spree at ?SL2? I crawls from the mall [01:54.61]Man I'm so fly no connections no jet lag [01:57.42]?Parvay? carat stones I break them off bad [02:00.18]I'm a hustla chasing meal tickets on a daily basis [02:02.86]I gotta get it I'm chasing them big faces [02:05.36]I'm putting paper in my pocket all damn year [02:07.86]So I can pull out Maserati and put carats in my ear [02:10.68]The diamonds shine so clear never from Debeer [02:13.30]I holla at TV Johnny he the man round here [02:16.11]Partner I got my mind and on Dollar signs and signing checks [02:18.99]I thinking snow cones on ear mouth wrist and neck [02:22.05]I got the game in check and my wrist game's correct [02:24.43]The diamond watch so shinny call it time to reflect [02:27.12]I gotta call these shots partner I came to wreck [02:29.74]And if you owe me lil homie then its time to collect [02:32.37]I'm straped up like a baby in the car seat [02:34.80]All work all day all night and all week [02:37.68]No sleep a hustla up on the creep [02:40.12]Getting my cash up bread stacked extra steep, baby [02:42.87]Know what I'm talking bout [02:44.80]And if you got a problem with me getting my paper [02:52.15]Know what I'm saying We in here Know what I'm talking bout [02:56.31]Sweatshop I see you baby [02:57.81]P.F. James what up [03:00.32]My partner Skinhead Rob rolling it up [03:02.94]We bout to get tore up [03:04.88]T Barker I see you baby [03:06.53]Already
