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Paul Wall
Paul Wall


Background information
Birth name Paul Slayton
Born March 11, 1981
Origin Houston, Texas, United States
Genre(s) Rap
Years active 1998—present
Label(s) Asylum Records
Associated acts Expensive Taste
Slim Thug
Chamillionaire
Lil' Flip
Mike Jones
Lucky Luciano
Bun B
Z-RO
Tech N9ne
Trae
Webbie
Krizz Kaliko
Vinnie Paz
Website Website



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Paul Wall Lyrics

"I'm Clean" lyrics


It's Paul Wall Baby!

[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
Sippin' Codeine, cause I gotta kill a cough.
Let me sit sideways in the big benz.
Texaz boyz they
My wiggas they my friends.
Holla at the chickz
Let me sit sideways in the two-door coupe.
Cause I'm clean.
4s on the lean.

[Hook:]
Look at my paints, gotta sag in my jeans.
Let me sit sideways, cause I'm steady comin'.
Big poke throwin' that ball,
And it's comin,
I'm a gonna catch it.
I'm a gonna wretch it.
Fuck it tonight

[Chorus: x4]
I'm clean like a son of a bitch

[Verse 2:]
Watch that trunk crack.
Let me sit sideways, Johhny be running' back.
Cause we gotta finish.
Fern creek yea we diminished.
Lookin' for a little.
Paint it like a skittle.
I ain't even trippin', I ain't never double dribble.
Cause I'm a Playa.
From the U of L.
Let me sit sideways man.
Maybe back door.
Maybe fall off.

[Hook:]
Look at my paints, gotta sag in my jeans.
Let me sit sideways, cause I'm steady comin'.
Big poke throwin' that ball,
And it's comin,
I'm a gonna catch it.
I'm a gonna wretch it.
Fuck it tonight.

[Chorus: x4]
I'm clean like a son of a bitch

[Verse 3:]
Boyz is gettin' quiet.
Goin to get crunk.
Head back to highview
Jordan pop the trunk.
I ain't even trippin'.
Ridin' and I'm sippin'.
Let me come through, 4 4s steady tippin'.
On the new 'lac.
Watch that trunk crack.
Let me sit sideways, Cal be running' back.
I ain't even trippin', cause we some athletes.
Messin' with grillz.
In the summer time.
He get pissed if we don't make our time.
But we gonna get it.

[Hook:]
Look at my paints, gotta sag in my jeans.
Let me sit sideways, cause I'm steady comin'.
Big poke throwin' that ball,
And it's comin,
I'm a gonna catch it.
I'm a gonna wretch it.
Fuck it tonight.

[Chorus: x4]
I'm clean like a son of a bitch

Holla At me Baby.

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