I'm Still On (Still On) I'm Still On (Still On) Go Ahead Tell Them Haters I'm Still On (Still On) I'm Still On (Still On) [Verse 1: Paul Wall] I'm Tired
Übersetzung: Ashanti. Still On It (feat. Paul Wall, Method Man).
Übersetzung: Ashanti. Still On It (Ft Method Man \u0026amp; Paul Wall).
Übersetzung: Ashanti. Still On It Ft. Paul Wall und Method Man.
Übersetzung: Wall, Paul. Still On It.
'm Still On (Still On) I'm Still On (Still On) Go Ahead Tell Them Haters I'm Still On (Still On) I'm Still On (Still On) [Verse 1: Paul Wall] I'm Tired
And share our gifts as we edify one another No harsh joking, being corrupt, lyin? on each other Putting off the old man, and puttin? on the new In our marriages, families, even on
spiritual fruit But still in all I thank God for the light He's given y'all I haven't ceased praying for you daily while in these prison walls But these
loose now Sing along, a little song An guh a ting like Chorus: Freedom, for some I am bawling Babylon yuh pull di chain from mi han Mi still under yuh
I still can learn a trick or two Hey teach me tonight I who thought I knew the score of it Kind of think I should know much more of it Off the wall,
My Body Free Fallin'. Ohhhhh What A Feelin' (Yeh), Anytime You Not Around, (Pall Wall: What's Up?) Me Hear Your Body Callin'. [Verse 4] Paul Wall: Hey
this a di ganja remix! From Bermuda, to Jamaica, to Cali, to Texas, back out to Cleveland Yuh know, Paul Wall weh yuh seh!!! [Verse 1: Paul Wall] I'm
You can see me from a far I'm the shit Scream at me What it do, What it is (What It Do) [Paul Wall] It's Paul Wall baby, Swishahouse club rocker Chunk
pay homage to me in a strange way so let me pay homage to my fellow white competitors almost in the same way see, you hardly ever do hear anyone even bringing up that Paul Wall
was to say something about Paul Wall, you'd probably crap in your Pants, cause I'm white, and he's white, so he's like My competition I mean, right? Nope, Paul Wall
trucks, blowing niggaz off they feet With four-four gloves, rims spinning, tippin' on fo-fo's My mouth be worth millions, something like Paul Wall's Ladies
