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Ay say pretty girl, what it do?
(Wussup) You got a minute?
If not put ya call away ma', I got two
I'm just sayin', I'm tryin' to see what's up with it
I'm just sayin' tho' (What you sayin?)

I'd be obliged if you step outside
This fly guy is awaitin' love makin'

There's one thing I've learned in life man
As you get older thangs change. friends change people change it just how it go man-

chorus: I dunno if its jus me did I

change did they change its messed up it'll never be the same let me tell you man its nothin like lyour bro today he love you tomorrow you don't know him no more
Verse 1: I got a lot of fish to fry but one thing I've learned is you can't teach a fish to fly kiss good bye 'cause on my team its every man for they self I'm jus tryin to do my best and play the cards I was dealt I reached out my hand for help but I was reachin in vain so I tightened up my belt and paid the price for this fame all playa's pay dues you ain't gon' hear me complain I started out wit lots of friends but only a few remain they say I changed but really I just matured and got smarter seems like the realer I get the more these boys get smaller when I'm around my own partners I sense envy and anger we'll recognize trill and all you boys is strangers

I need my money
I need my cash
I need my cash
I need my cash
I need my cash

I need my money
I need my cash

[Talking - Paul Wall]
Aww, that hoe gangsta......Live from the GRITIRON
It's the people's champ..Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

I gotta, do what I do cuz I do it so well
Stackin' my mail and at the same time avoiding that sale
You gotta feel all that I'm sayin' like it's written in brail
But if not, oh well cuz sooner or later you will

[Jermaine Dupri:]
Ya'll know what this is

[Chorus:]
When I'm on that beat I'm a beast
I aint never came weak
Got a mouth full of diamonds
You can hardly hear me speak

All I do is make money, make money, make money (money, money)
But the money don't make me, no the money don't make me
All I do is make money, make money, make money (money, money)
But the money don't make me, no the money don't make me
I woke up with them dollar bills on my mind
I pray to God, and then I go get on my grind
They wanna gossip, sorry I don't got the time
I'm lining up my licks, the packets coming in at 9

[Chorus 2X]
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
On a Sunday night I might bang me some babes

[Paul Wall talking]
Swisha House, Big Pokey and Paul Wall baby

[Paul Wall]
I'm on the grind, trying to make paper stack up
And if I slip and fall, then I get back up
A two piece, any hater that want to act up
And if boxing don't work, a glock got my back up pimping
Talking down, is a thing of the past
Instead of tripping off of me, you should be getting your cash
I got a lot of paparazzi, trying to see through my glass

[Paul Wall]
I'm a hustler, ladies man of course a playa
My behavior, is somewhat similar to the majors
Cause I be running game, everything that I say
To a girl, is all derived from my immaculate nature
When I pronunciate, my articulate game
It appears that I've obtained, more game than I claim
All I ask is for her name, and she ain't never the same