Correction Paroles Break Em' Off (featuring Lil KeKe) par Paul Wall

Featuring(s) : Lil KeKe

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I’ma break ‘em off real bad
I’ma show 'em, pourin' up a deuce and ridin' slab

I’ma break ‘em off real bad
I’ma break ‘em, I’ma break ‘em off real bad
I’ma break ‘em, I’ma break ‘em off real bad
I’ma show 'em, pourin' up a deuce and ridin' slab

I’ma break ‘em, I’ma break ‘em off real bad
I’ma break ‘em, I’ma break ‘em off real bad
I’ma break ‘em, I’ma break ‘em off real bad
I’ma show 'em, pourin' up a deuce and ridin' slab

Now I gotta work my wood grain wheel
Poppin’ trunks, poppin’ grills, still poppin’ seals
High up in the hill with my mind on mill
Piece of chain swingin’, bank roll, shiny grill

Baby, I got million dollar dreams with my mind on cream
I’m in that mean green machine, clean on 19s
Flat screens in the headrest, swingin’ like a swing set
Brandy wine, paint wet, comin’ down, that's a fact

I’m in the 'Lac, chasin’ broads like a lesbian
Full of that kush flower, I’m breakin' off pedestrians
Higher than the street light, floatin’ like a parachute
Buzzin’ like a bumblebee, mustard green Bentley Coupe

Young gangsta, mac game, sharper than a thumbtack
Breakin’ ‘em off, makin’ all the boppers attract
Then they watch me, I’m rocked up
Fully loaded and slabbin’, tryin’ to hit it and quit it
And walk off like Big Poppi, break ‘em off

Break ‘em off real bad
I’ma break ‘em, I’ma break ‘em off real bad
I’ma break ‘em, I’ma break ‘em off real bad
I’ma show 'em, pourin' up a deuce and ridin' slab

Ay, ay, I pull up like this, untouchable white wrist
I’m hotter than warm piss, berry, grape, Sunkist
The truck, gold mist, five 50, slow, buddy
Bentley Continental with the mink floors, dummy

Paul Wall money, that’s expensive taste
And ‘em frilly ass fools, we send ‘em to my space
I’ma break ‘em off until the backbone broken
Stainless steel, drop Phantom, leave the top open

Shit done hit the fan, better cover your nose
And the kush done start burnin’, better cover your clothes
Concrete crumblin’, glass shootin' lazers
Crawlin’ and cuttin’ up on 24 razors

I’ma show ‘em how to make the slab look phenomenal
Chasin’ paper in the mornin’, call me Houston Chronicle
Hold on, then you buckle up the seat belt
Swisha House, Young Don, capital TF

I'ma break ‘em off real bad
I’ma break ‘em, I’ma break ‘em off real bad
I’ma break ‘em, I’ma break ‘em off real bad
I’ma show 'em, pourin' up a deuce and ridin' slab

Oh really, I'm higher than the satellite, crawlin’ like a baby
Maneuverin’ through the traffic like I’m Tracy McGrady
Still choppin’ on ‘em buttons, I’m struttin’ and lookin’ fresh
Switch hittin’ like Bergman, this is ballin’ at its best

In that minute, may drop it with retractable roof
Finer than wood, wavin’ the hood, student loans on the two
The fifth wheel on the ground and the trunk in the air
Paul Wall, baby, I’m the definition of playa

My skills is so ill when workin’ that wood wheel
Tippin’ 4s like a waiter, beware of the overseer
Wide screen mind frame, panoramic pimpin’
I’m sippin’ on that Osama, baby, leanin’ like I’m limpin'

In that 2 seater feeder, it’s me and a senorita
3 ounces up in the liter and it’s ten up in the heater
Mackin’ a mamacita, runnin’ game like a cheetah
I’m knockin’ ‘em out the park, similar to Derek Jeter

Break ‘em off, break ‘em off real bad
I’ma break ‘em, I’ma break ‘em off real bad
I’ma break ‘em, I’ma break ‘em off real bad
I’ma show 'em, pourin' up a deuce and ridin' slab

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