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アーティスト:Paul Wall 

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(Intro) The Peoples champ baby That be yours truly Paul Wall You know what Im talkin bout Gettin this money all day and all night And you know Im flyer than a mosquito baby cuz thats how i do I got expensive taste you know what im talking bout Sit back take notes already (Verse 1) I wake up in the morning and I yawn and stretch Lace up some new J's now Im 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 dont bring her around me if your game aint 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 Im fly as a flock of ducks Chasing these big bucks Haters can suck nuts They flaky as pie crust and sensitive as an Itouch 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


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