, puttin' paper in my pockets grindin all year round' I'm on the block with the gangstas stayin two toes down I'm on the grind. I'm on the grind all night
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to feel on Rollin like a motherfucker put your wheels on and lets roll down and heal till the heal gone I started on the block but that something to build on
on the block grinding tryna hold my post I'm glass house on the grill my necklace glow like toxic waste I'm iced out like frozen food sippin? on the
[Chorus: Chamillionaire (Paul Wall)] Guess it's just a hood thing, woodgrain, grippin on the Friday* My chain lookin like the sun Swag turned way up,
Paul Wall baby yeah that's me I put it down on that Gov Bang But now I reside on that South Lee And I'm hustlin', on the grind Seventy-two, I was straight
'bout you fin' to skate, baby what it do [Chorus] [Paul Wall] I'm tryin to tell you 'bout your friends hatin While they be over there complainin I'm just on my grind
' mama, you thought Akon and T pain was the only ones in love with a stripper, you forgot to mention Twista, Pimp C, Paul Wall, MJG, Too $hort, come on
bills to pay and a family, I'm workin hard But I got a life too, so I throw on my shoes and I live it y'all [Verse 1 - Paul Wall] I'm fresher than a
Stay on the grind from 9 to 9 Hope and pray one day I'll shine Body Head, Swisher House and Middle Fingers we on the grind I'm in a Benz on Lorenz 24'
they mean what they do Say the black one a slut but the red would cut too Give 'em number to the suite and tell 'em to fall threw And tell that nigga ESG and Paul wall
I-I-I-I... {I like to watch her move slow} But don't stop Make the body rock Rock-rock-rock, rock [Verse 1: Paul Wall {Paul Wall slowed down}] Peep game
that fence Finnas in the club, about 50 Ds Youngest in the click and dont need [Hook: Romeo] [Verse: Skooby] Ay yo Im so reckless on these tracks Im hatin Im on the grind
Snowman, Paul Wall, the Thug [Incomprehensible] Alot of other niggaz shouldn't of even been signed That's a opinion of mine 'cause these niggaz be neglecting the grind Ain't waiting on
'm true-i'm true [paul wall] Forget what these boys is talking bout, we wipe boys down In south park on mlk, on sunday we clown From the streets of antoine
Keke) [Paul Wall talking] I'm comin down I'm bangin screw Lookin good Feelin good [Chorus] You know i'ma crawl slow/ Popped up sittin on my swangas
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
, sippin' drank It's Paul Wall baby, yeah that's me These hoes wanna know what I'm 'bout Princess cuts all on my neck And on my wrist and in my mouth
