(featuring Chamillionaire)
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[Chorus: Chamillionaire singing]
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Big Swangaz and Vouges
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Them 20 inches sittin low
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We Ball 24's 7's all that we know
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Screens and neon lights gon show
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When my trunk unlock pop and show
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Ya already know
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Paint drippin off the door
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Not Engaged with no lady, fall in love with em no!
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You may think I'm crazy never knew this type of love before
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I'm love with my foreign, yes I'm married to my dough...
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I"m in love with my money... mmmm
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[Paul Wall]
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Hold on hold up a second man
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I never mack to a metro dame
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You better respect the game
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See my gecko chain and correct ya brain
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I love my car like it was my girlfriend I like to carress the grain
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Followed the wheel and I got aroused
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swung in the ditch and I wrecked the frame
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Broke up with my foreign car and fell in love with my cadillac
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The Ringling Brothers enquired to how my trunk turns flips like an acrobat
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I act a rat, cuz I'm from the gutter
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ya girl stutter when I pull up next to ya
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You been with the girl 6 months Paul Wall
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is the reason she won't give sex to ya
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Why all that plex in ya
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Cuz a german company made my rims
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My big body's pregant with twins I'm bout to induce a baby benz
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Ya car was fly in the hood but my candy paint just wet ya flames
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I'm sittin on 22 inch baby sitters babelous threatin ya name
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Forgot to change the diaper so when I crept in the lane I left a stain
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Everytime it rains, paint drips and leaves a stain and I get the blame
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My TV's are the pet I train I can make em roll over and play dead
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My car was blue on the freeway
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but when I stopped at the light it changed to red
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You betta re arrange ya head thinkin I trick my cash to a broad..
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Go ahead and ask ya broad I got more green than the grass in a yard
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And thats so raw It ain't hard for me to get the class to applaud
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I shine like a blasting star, pushing a car more blacker than tar
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[Chorus]
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N Luv Wit My Money
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| Paul Wall |
