Mr. Lee - Everybody Know Me lyrics

[Intro - Paul Wall - talking] (*echo*) Come on We back baby Swishahouse, TF Mr. Lee, P. Wall [Hook 1 - Paul Wall] I got the screw tape playin in the deck So I drive slowly (slow) Got them swangers pokin Yeah the slab hold me (hey) Everybody know me (know me) Everybody know me (know me) Everybody know me (know me) Everybody know me (know me) Cooler than a fan (fan) Money in my hand Stashed in them brown paper bags With them rubberbands (bands) I ain't got to say nothin Everybody know me (know me) Everybody know me (know me) Everybody know me (know me) [Verse 1 - Paul Wall] Ballin is a habit That money, I got to have it I'm an addict for that paper My hustle is automatic My presence is so Jura**ic These lames is so tragic I'm lightin that Cali cactus So I'm higher than an attic I'm choppin up the block like a garbage disposal So the boppers proposition an indecent proposal I'm cool like popsicle Been grindin since I was little On this pool pick narrating these proverbs and riddles I'm fresh like green bananas and fly like Continental Cause I stay up on my grind late night, like Jimmy Kimmel In that pomegranate slam with the roof convert Five stars under the skirts, call it famous footwork That Cali is active when Lil Keke got the trees lit Tiltin the bumper kit I'm flippin with the screens lit Ridin with the Big Dogg We Breakin 'Em Off Sippin the stuff to cure my cough Pardon me, I'm throwed off [Hook 2 - Paul Wall] With the screw tape playin in the deck So I drive slowly (slow) Got them swangers pokin Yeah the slab hold me (hey) Everybody know me (know me) Cooler than a fan (fan) Money in my hand Stashed in them brown paper bags With them rubberbands (bands) I ain't got to say nothin, everybody know me (know me) Everybody know me (know me) Everybody know me (know me) [Verse 2 - Snoop Dogg] (Roll it up), smoke it up, break it up, throw it up Speed it up, slow it up, cut it up, screw it up Do it up, who involved? Do it to 'em Uncle Dogg Everywhere I've flown and gone Been know to bounce some balls My entourage, stay in charge I could never camouflage ('flage) Doggy do it extra large (large) Coppin to a lesser charge (charge) Paul Wall your next in charge, S is hard, reppin hard Press 'em hard (what?), tech in core (what?) Blast 'em like Nessie Mars (what? what?) Yes a star, I'm a bad mother (mother, mother) I'm the only rapper known by your grandmother And your preacher and your teacher, ain't that a trip? (trip) Moshi moshi acuagru ain't that a b**h? (b*atch) That's Japanese, little homie, you should learn to mingle (mingle) See, Snoop Dogg is international and bilingual (lingual) I'm in the game, got the fame and the money mayne (mayne) And everybody know my motherf**in name (name) [Hook 1] [Verse 3 - Paul Wall] Uh huh, come on Correct me if I'm wrong but God damn I'm fly In my famous stars and straps, no suit, no tie I got the heavy starch crease, so I'm sharp as an ice pick I'm swangin and bangin and holdin grain like a vice grip I'm high as a ceiling fan, I'm flyer than Superman I'm hot as a frying pan, cause baby I'm the man And I'm leanin like a kick stand, stackin up them grands From T Wet to Batan, that wood grain up in my hand Roll it up and pa** it, as I cruise through traffic Slow motion candy ocean on this antique cla**ic I'm superseedin my quota, out collectin these dimes My speech slurred cause I'm leanin like a half pa**ed nine I'm tippin down on them craigers, I'm skatin like Darren Harper With a trunk full of speakers beatin hard like Travis Barker The money in the stash, paid for make stack I'm swangin till the fo's clack, drinkin codeine extract [Hook 2]