Songtexte:
Wall Paul Stay Iced Up

on my chain Iced Iced Iced up like the boy Johnny Dang Every Every where I go they be lookin at me strange, Iced Iced Iced up like the boy Johnny Dang

on my chain Iced Iced Iced up like the boy Johnny Dang Every Every where I go they be lookin at me strange, Iced Iced Iced up like the boy Johnny Dang

I'm from the place where our smiles stay iced out Diamonds in our mouth, baby jammin' on this Swishahouse I'm Paul Wall the peoples champ, the trunk

:] Jay'Ton, pull up in a Lac cocked up 22 inch chrome, bags popped up Diamonds in our mouth, cash stocked up Ice game six, so the game locked up 9-4 Fleetwood

cuz we well respected Paul Wall and Mike Jones Who one of the throwedest on the microphone We sittin' high on 20 inch chrome Tryin' to get our shine on I said, Paul Wall

some caterers And it's looking like you haters and you fakes is immatating us Shaded up, braided up and I bet that trunk be bladed up Bet I'm still crawlin

Showin naked {ass} in the great state of Texas" "Third coast born, that mean we're Texas raised" "Texas mother{fucker} that's where I stay" (already) [Paul Wall

we well respected Paul Wall and Mike Jones Who one of the throwedest on the microphone We sittin' high on 20 inch chrome Tryin' to get our shine on I said, Paul Wall

of the clutch where the music screwed up I'm switching lanes, holding grain, about to tear the curb up, baby [Chorus 2x] [Paul Wall] What ya know about