Paul Wall

Paul Wall - Sippin Out The World Cup lyrics

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Ft. Kap G

(Hook)

We rollin', we rollin' up

We rollin', we rollin' up

She won't leave, she want both of us

The laundry, I'mma fold ya

We rollin', we rollin' up

We rollin', we rollin' up

She 'Paul, why you keep pourin' up?'

Talkin' shoppin' sleepin' at the world cup

We rollin', we rollin'

We rollin', we rollin'

We rollin', we rollin' up

It's like you've never seen before

It's like you've never seen before

We rollin', we rollin', we rollin' we rollin' up

We rollin', we rollin', we rollin' we rollin' up

It's like you've never seen before

It's like you've never seen before

(Verse: Kap G)

We rollin', we rollin', we rollin', we rollin'

We rollin', we rollin' up

Rollie presidential, yeah they votin' us

She wanna call me, tryna police us

Ye ain't buy that boy, yo lease up

You really with some bad money leases

Shout out my homie Paul Wall we got so many diamonds

They look like they broken up

Ooops, having that meltdown

Introduce you to my clan like wu-tang

I cannot walk around with that loud pack

Cuz the stars you ain't catchin', boy, you stank

Talkin' yo bull thang, she tellin' me I am everything that you ain't

I take off the roof, mane, they like a lil ______(?)

Our fun is outside, chill like I'm 2Chainz

Dem don't cut diamonds, leave us with chickens

Ain't talkin' tendons, migos and broncoes

Ain't talkin' Denver, and then she gon' let me

I'll bend her eight tenders, surrender my gravy

On biscuit and bedders with winners

My money so high, can you please let me shimmer?

And if you owe money then send 'em, I'm high like a tiger

(Hook)

(Verse 2: Paul Wall)

I got money on speed dial

Workin' for the teder, no rats on my plug

Got em walkin' that green mile

Hoes in the 9 beggin' fo' a long ride

Bed long as the night

Stacks in the pile, 20 racks in the smile

Got big paper on fire

Pockets pregnant with a gold chi

Got 'er rollin' like a double head

I know the smell, clientelle get my pockets deeper than a del

Drinkin' out the world cup, rollin' up

Two cups movin' slower than a snake

Get the stuff then it's back to the mail

I was on the tail following the paper trail

Rollin' like a pink tail, holdin' like a handrain

All this done with hard work, neva fail

Red line rollin' up, hater in the cut

Southside cut, neva for the city tough

You don't understand it cuz you ain't one of us

And if you ain't one of us then I don't give a fuck

Fuck with Kap G gettin' ZZ, z tears tattered up

Don't spill my cup, rollin' up, gettin' row waddup

It ain't about low bucks, please, don't interrupt

(Hook)

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