Still Tippin' (feat. Slim Thug & Paul Wall)

Still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 I'm still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo' vogues
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 Now look who creepin', look who crawlin', still ballin' in the mix
 It's that six-six, long dick, slim nigga stickin' your chick
 Pullin' tricks, lookin' slick at all times when I'm flippin'
 Barre sippin', car dippin', Grant wood grain grippin'
 Still tippin' on fo' fo's (Still tippin' on fo' fo's)
 Wrapped in fo' vogues (Wrapped in fo' vogues)
 Pimpin' fo' hoes (Pimpin' fo' hoes)
 And I'm packin' fo' fo's (And I'm packin' fo' fo's)
 Blowin' on that indo, GameCube Nintendo
 Five percent tint so you can't see up in my window
 These niggas don't understand me 'cause I'm Boss Hogg on candy
 Top down at Maxi's wit' a big Glock nine handy
 Pieced up, creased up, stayin' dressed to impress
 Big boss belt buckle under my Mitchell and Ness
 Oh, Gucci shades up on my braids when I Escalade
 When I'm ridin' Sprewells slidin' like a escapade
 I got it made the big boss of the north
 Ain't shit changed I still represent SwishaHouse (Ha!)
 Still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 I'm still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo' vogues
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 Fo' fo's I'm tippin', wood grain I'm grippin'
 Catch me lane switchin' with the paint drippin'
 Turn your neck and your dame missin'
 Me and Slim we ain't trippin', I'm figure flippin' and syrup sippin'
 Like do or die, I'm po' pimpin'
 Car stop, rims keep spinnin'
 I'm flippin' drop with invisible tops
 Hoes bop when my drop step out
 I'm shakin' the block with four eighteens
 Candy green with eleven screens
 My gasoline always supreme
 Got dirt on the brim with a pint of lean
 It takes grindin' to be a king, it takes grindin' to be a king
 First Round Draft Picks comin', Who is Mike Jones comin'
 Slab shinin' with the grill and woman
 Slab shinin' with the grill and woman
 I'm Mike Jones, (Who?) Mike Jones
 The one and only, you can't clone me
 Got a lot of haters and a lot of homies, some friends and some phony
 Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me
 Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me
 Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me (I said!)
 Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me
 Still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 I'm still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo' vogues
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 What it do? It's Paul Wall, I'm the People's Champ
 My chain light up like a lamp 'cause now I'm back with the camp
 I'm crawlin' similar to an ant, 'cause I'm low to the Earth
 People's feelings get hurt, when they figure out what I'm worth
 I got eighty fo's pokin' out, at the club I'm showin' out
 I'm a player, ain't no doubt, hoes want to know what I'm 'bout
 Biggest diamonds off in my mouth, princess cuts all in my chain
 Wood grain all in my range, drippin' stains when I switch lanes
 Switched the name, it's still the same, SwishaHouse or SwishaBlast
 Mike Jones, he runnin' the game and Magnificent 'bout his cash
 Michael Watts, he made me hot, hard work took me to the top
 G. Dash took me to the lot, he wrote a check and bought a drop
 I got the internet goin' nuts
 But T. Farris got my back, so now I'm holdin' my nuts
 It's Paul Wall baby, what you know 'bout me?
 I'm on that five nine Southlea, baby, holla at me
 Still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 I'm still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo' vogues
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 
 Still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 I'm still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo' vogues
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 Now look who creepin', look who crawlin', still ballin' in the mix
 It's that six-six, long dick, slim nigga stickin' your chick
 Pullin' tricks, lookin' slick at all times when I'm flippin'
 Barre sippin', car dippin', Grant wood grain grippin'
 Still tippin' on fo' fo's (Still tippin' on fo' fo's)
 Wrapped in fo' vogues (Wrapped in fo' vogues)
 Pimpin' fo' hoes (Pimpin' fo' hoes)
 And I'm packin' fo' fo's (And I'm packin' fo' fo's)
 Blowin' on that indo, GameCube Nintendo
 Five percent tint so you can't see up in my window
 These niggas don't understand me 'cause I'm Boss Hogg on candy
 Top down at Maxi's wit' a big Glock nine handy
 Pieced up, creased up, stayin' dressed to impress
 Big boss belt buckle under my Mitchell and Ness
 Oh, Gucci shades up on my braids when I Escalade
 When I'm ridin' Sprewells slidin' like a escapade
 I got it made the big boss of the north
 Ain't shit changed I still represent SwishaHouse (Ha!)
 Still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 I'm still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo' vogues
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 Fo' fo's I'm tippin', wood grain I'm grippin'
 Catch me lane switchin' with the paint drippin'
 Turn your neck and your dame missin'
 Me and Slim we ain't trippin', I'm figure flippin' and syrup sippin'
 Like do or die, I'm po' pimpin'
 Car stop, rims keep spinnin'
 I'm flippin' drop with invisible tops
 Hoes bop when my drop step out
 I'm shakin' the block with four eighteens
 Candy green with eleven screens
 My gasoline always supreme
 Got dirt on the brim with a pint of lean
 It takes grindin' to be a king, it takes grindin' to be a king
 First Round Draft Picks comin', Who is Mike Jones comin'
 Slab shinin' with the grill and woman
 Slab shinin' with the grill and woman
 I'm Mike Jones, (Who?) Mike Jones
 The one and only, you can't clone me
 Got a lot of haters and a lot of homies, some friends and some phony
 Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me
 Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me
 Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me (I said!)
 Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me
 Still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 I'm still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo' vogues
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 What it do? It's Paul Wall, I'm the People's Champ
 My chain light up like a lamp 'cause now I'm back with the camp
 I'm crawlin' similar to an ant, 'cause I'm low to the Earth
 People's feelings get hurt, when they figure out what I'm worth
 I got eighty fo's pokin' out, at the club I'm showin' out
 I'm a player, ain't no doubt, hoes want to know what I'm 'bout
 Biggest diamonds off in my mouth, princess cuts all in my chain
 Wood grain all in my range, drippin' stains when I switch lanes
 Switched the name, it's still the same, SwishaHouse or SwishaBlast
 Mike Jones, he runnin' the game and Magnificent 'bout his cash
 Michael Watts, he made me hot, hard work took me to the top
 G. Dash took me to the lot, he wrote a check and bought a drop
 I got the internet goin' nuts
 But T. Farris got my back, so now I'm holdin' my nuts
 It's Paul Wall baby, what you know 'bout me?
 I'm on that five nine Southlea, baby, holla at me
 Still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
 I'm still tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo' vogues
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Tippin' on fo'-fo's, wrapped in fo'-vouges
 Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's