Songtexte:
Wall Paul Gimme That

With my mind on cash hand on glock Gettin' money evading cops Milk and honey, I need that guap All that runnin', it's time to stop Gimme that bread or get this lead All that cash that

like real wack and shit, so that's all the response. He said "man that was tite." [Jay-Z:] "That, that was cool. That was hot." That was it. You know,

full of heat, Caribou in the seat(yea) Frown, you can make us all Clown in the street(yes) Gimme the beat and we leakin No mercy for the haters that weep

you talk that shit and peep these streets Sayin' "That ScanMan boy's a bitch" know watch them throw lights out in my head [DJ Paul:] Killin', buckin',

with ya goods So don't play like that (don't) Don't act like that (don't) If you ain't like that, you know, [Chorus] [Paul Wall] I got them windows

Here I Am) What up Paul, what up Rasaq and Lew Hawk, what up Twin Big Cat (What up Cham?), they say that you think that you tough man Get on the mic and

you talk that shit and peep these streets Sayin' "That ScanMan boy's a bitch" know watch them throw lights out in my head DJ Paul: Killin', buckin',

like jeezy got that thang on me so u better take it easy catch me in tha hood knockin bitches out tha wall sittin sideways like that nigga Paul Wall

of beat, Trunk full of heat, Caribou in the seat Frown, you can make a song. Clown in the street Gimme the beat and we leakin No mercy for the haters that