Interpret:

Paul Wall

Album:

"The Peoples Champ"

[Chorus 2X]
 Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
 Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
 Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
 On a Sunday night I might bang me some Maze


[Paul Wall talking]
 Swisha House, Big Pokey and Paul Wall baby


[Paul Wall]
 It's the people's champ, I'm something like a baller
 The candy paint dripping off of the old school Impala
 I'm with that Big Bank Hank, that Poppi Joe and Box
 Trunk bump like chicken pox, turn the bass up just a notch
 You see them blades choppin', you see that trunk poppin'
 Ho's that diss me in the club, the same ho's in the parking lot boppin'
 They see me in the Jag, acting bad with T Ferris
 Open mouth and showcase ice, and you gon' see about 20 karats
 I'm what they do, you on 5-9 double O
 In the Tahoe on 24's, I'm the truth, I got that glow
 I'm out that Swisha House with Archie Lee and Couda Bang
 Sittin' sideways on swang, the candy paint dripping off the frame
 You see me acting bad, I'm showing out and pulling stunts
 Say cheese and show my fronts, it's more carrots/karats than Bugs Bunny's lunch
 It's Paul Wall baby, I got it made
 I got a cup full of that oil, and I'm paid plus I'm sittin' sideways


[Chorus]


[Paul Wall]
 What it do
 I'm on the block posted up like a mailbox
 Slanging licks on the grind, putting money in my socks
 A legend in the hood for gold grills and poppin' seals
 A icon on the mic for showcasing my verbal skills
 I'm in the club posted up with some gang bangers
 Still flipping the old school candy Cadillac on swangers
 I got a Styrofoam white cup full of that drank
 Looking for that dank, my hustle game sharp as a shank
 Big bank take little bank, 84's and candy paint
 Trying to find some "Honey Love" my macking game is top rank
 These ho's peeping me, ill hustling on the side
 Eavesdropping my conversation, trying to figure which car I drive
 I'm on the scene strapped up like I was bungee jumping
 Hit the corner you hear me bumping
 Look at that cold grill and woman
 The trunks popped up, my music screwed and chopped
 I'm the undisputed king of the parking lot, I'm sittin' sideways


[Chorus]


[Big Pokey]
 Maybe O.J's, ho's be going crazy when they see me
 Sittin' sideways on them 24's
 Watch ya ho, watch ya money, watch ya clothes
 Single women's out the mold, glidin' like a ice skater
 Motor like a snot nose
 Suicide drop doors, mono blocks, chop mold
 Customized deck, cause the mono block stock lows
 Sensei, Don Key, Paul Wall in the place
 Heads up when you see us, we gon' put it in ya face
 Raised on Scott and Yellow, when I blaze...
 Boys smell lemon haze, I ain't the nigga to settle
 I'm that dude with the metal, that get hot as a kettle
 From messing 'round with some cat that ain't got it together
 Flossing, breaking of the intersection, crossing
 Three-wheelin' acting a iz-ass on them Bosses
 S.U.C. in the door, M.O.B. on the place
 Pull up in the driveway leanin' and I'm sittin' (I'm sittin')


[Chorus]
 Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
 Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
 Sittin' sideways, boys in a daze
 On a Sunday night I might bang me some Maze