What Ya Know About... (feat. Paul Wall & Killa Kyleon)

What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
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 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya, what ya know about, what ya, what ya know about
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya, what ya know about, what ya, what ya know about
 What ya know about that candy paint with butter guts
 V b s, princess cuts with purple stuff up in my cup
 I'm grippin' on that grain man, switching lane to lane man
 In my Rover Range man like Collie on them heaven thang
 I'm in the parking lot with my candy apple drop
 Hop inside, press a button, watch my top pass out
 See I'm a hustler on my grind, the four vogues fit for reclining
 Watch me smile and show my grill so y'all can see that I'm a shine
 2 8 1, 3 3 0, 8 0 0 4
 Thats my cell phone number hit me up on the low
 I'm from the city of the clutch where the music screwed up
 I'm switching lanes, holding grain, about to tear the curb up, baby
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya, what ya know about, what ya, what ya know about
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya, what ya know about, what ya, what ya know about
 What ya know about some vogue tires and 84's
 Candy paint red cherry blossom drippin' off the door
 I'm from the place where our smiles stay iced out
 Diamonds in our mouth, baby jammin' on this Swishahouse
 I'm Paul Wall the peoples champ, the trunk popper
 I'm something like a chick magnet catching all the boppers
 We used to ride choppers back in 9-8
 Still jammin' grey tapes in this Lone Star state
 I'm from the place we be sippin' on prescription cough syrup
 It's some icy white shoes and a tall tee shirt
 I got the trunk on crack with neon lights in the back
 We still jammin' Robert Davis what ya know about that baby
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya, what ya know about, what ya, what ya know about
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya, what ya know about, what ya, what ya know about
 Pulling up holding, got the top folding
 Got vogues on my lo' when I got the drop strolling
 Got now n' later paint, Peter Pan guts
 15's banging I can beat a man up
 Big grill in the lady, gat in the waist
 See the 5th wheel sleepin' when I'm sliding away
 Poppin' my trunk, you see the lights glowing
 Me and Paul Wall leaning, you see the Sprite pouring
 It's an H Town thang when you riding on swangs
 In that candy coated frame grippin on that wood grain
 You call 'em hoes, we call 'em bops
 You call 'em rags, we call 'em drops
 Killa
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya, what ya know about, what ya, what ya know about
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya know about switching lanes, holding wood grain
 What ya, what ya know about, what ya, what ya know about