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Correct Still Tippin' (Feat. Slim Thug & Paul Wall) (Clean) Lyrics
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Correct Still Tippin' (Feat. Slim Thug & Paul Wall) (Clean)
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Come on Still tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges Pimpin' four **** and I'm packin four fours Now look who creepin', look who crawlin', still ballin' in the mix Is that 6'6, long **** slim *****, stickin' your chick Pullin' tricks, lookin' slick at all times when I'm flippin' Bar sippin', car dippin', Grant Wood grain grippin' Still tippin' on four Vouges rapped in four fours Pimpin' four hoes and I'm packin four fours Blowin' on that *****, Game Cube Nintendo Five percent tint so you can't see up in my window These ***** don't understand me 'cause I'm Boss Hog on candy Top down at Maxis with a big ***** 9 handy Peaced up, creased up, stayin' dressed to impress Big boss belt buckle under my Mitchell N Ess Oh, Gucci shades up on my brades when I escalade When I'm ridin', Spreewheels slidin' like a escapade I got it made the big boss of the north, Ain't **** changed, I still represent Swisha House, ha Still tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges Pimpin' four **** and I'm packin' four fours Four four'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 finger-flippin' and syrup sippin', like do or die, I'm hoe pimpin' Car stop, rims keep spinnin' I'm flippin' drops with invisible tops **** Bop when my drop step out I'm shakin' the block with four 18's, candy green with 11 screens My gasoline always supreme Got dough, dough to burn with a pint of lean It takes a grinda to be a king, it takes a grinda to be a king First-round draft peace 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 homies, some are friends and some phony Back then, **** didn't want me, now I'm hot, **** all on me Back then, **** didn't want me, now I'm hot, **** all on me Back then, **** didn't want me, now I'm hot, **** all on me I said back then, **** didn't want me, now I'm hot, **** all on me Still tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges Pimpin' four **** and I'm packin' four fours 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 84's pokin' out at the club, I'm showin' out I'm a playa, ain't no doubt, **** wanna 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 Switch the name is still the same, Swisha House or Swisha Blast Mike Jones, he runnin' the game and magnificent 'bout his cash ******* *****, 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, going nuts But T Pharis got my back so now I'm holding my **** It's Paul Wall, baby, what you know 'bout me I'm on that 5-9 Southle baby, holla at me Still tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges Tippin' on four fours, rapped in four Vouges Pimpin' four **** and I'm packin' four fours
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