The Real Slim Shady Lyrics

we gon' do it like this here

swishahouse

(paul wall intro)

what it do, its paul wall

swisha house baby

we bringin ya'll somethin new for this 2000

its after da kappa baby

ya'll ain't ready for us

ya'll frontin like ya'll be

this is the real paul wall

ya feel me?

check this out

(paul wall)

ya'll act like you never seen a white person before

throwin up the 44 with a braided up fro

i got more dough than a baker

yellow bone like la. laker

i'm a straight play breaker

and a fake hate shaker?

might swang to make a maker?

i'm a foreign car driver

even when i'm dead and gone

still ain't nobody live-r

i'm a swishahouse rider

by the name big tiger

me and kodarolla ridin on stretch motorcycles

i done

put some swangers on a pt cruiser

paul wall could catch boppers

if i rode on a scooter

i'm a busta abuser

and a hater head bruiser

i'm breakin boys off

swangers on a land cruiser

i'm a U of H cougar

joe collins runnin track

i done bought my sister

nikki taylor gucci contacts

i'm a

block bleeder

a acres home preacher

tv screens fall and i'm watching moesha

more ice than a freezer

more hot than a stove

i could pass gas and make my trunk close

'cause i'm

paul wall

yes i'm the real wall

ridin a foreign car

that you aint never saw

(chamillion intro)

golds in my mouth

i'm up in the swisha house

i represent for the north

and represent for the south

you know what i'm talkin about

nigga please get crunk

please get crunk

please get crunk

cos i'm gold grinnin

i'm also chrome spinnin

and i'm thug life livin

and messin with your women
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you know what i'm talkin about

nigga please pop trunk

please pop trunk

(chamillion)

look

i have no use for robitussin

promethazyne or visine

sip no lean or codene

_____________________

my real name is hakeem

don't call me that, ya hear

i'm bout to change my name from chamillion

to The Chamillionaire

my arms in the air

and four fingers off my fist

i'm that nigga you need to find

if you tryin to stack some bricks

i'm the one you need to holla at

if you tryin to stack some chips

i'm in love with my ice

but the ice is too cold to kiss

i'm not in love with you miss

get bolted by the slam

show my mean mug

cos a mean thug is what i am

i'm about to spend 10 grand

why because i can

2 carrots in my fridge

and 32 up on my hand

god damn i ain't lying girl

you can stop tryin

if you's a hot girl

if not girl

them drinks i'm not buyin

on fire hot fryin

i don't need help

i'm about to act a donkey

and chop this rap up by myself

actin a damn fool

pack-packin a damn tool

if i-if i act like a gorilla

my brother act like a gorlila too

got-got me a fubu

got-got me a gat too

got-got me a brand new redbone with a tattoo

gotcha head bobbin up and down like a see-saw

20 inch rims on me car

never fake cos we raw

lookin all up in my mouth

and gold teeth's what she saw

watch me kick in the door

and wave up the 4 4

(chamillion outro)

whoa, chamillion represent that desoto block

antoine, 44 in the door fo' sho'

whats up paul wall

you got somethin to say dog?

(paul wall outro)

i just wanna shot out to some of my patna's

dj confusion, dj lady d, the hollywood boys

def jam blasta, dj aggravated, walter d

you know what i'm sayin

all them boys that be playin our music on the radio