[Chorus: x2]
Sittin sidewayz, boyz in a daze
Sittin sidewayz, boyz in a daze
Sittin sidewayz, boyz in a daze
On a Sunday night I might bang me some maze*

Swisha house, Big Pokey and Paul Wall Baby
It's the people's champ, I'm something like a balla
The candy paint drippin' off of the ol' school Impala
I'm wit 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
Hoes* that diss me in the club the same hoes* in the parking lot boppin'
They see me in the Jag, actin' bad wit T Ferris
Open mouth and showcase ice, and you goin' see about twenty carrots
I'm wit that gu u* on 5-9 double O
In the taho on twenty-fo's, I'm the truth I got that glow
I'm out that swisha house wit Archie Lee and Coota Bang
Sittin' sidewayz on swing the candy paint drippin' off the frame
You see me actin bad I'm showin' out and pullin' stunts
Say cheese and show my fronts, it's mo' carrats then Bugs Bunny's lunch
Its paul wall baby, I got it made
I got a cup full of that oil, and I'm paid
Plus I'm sittin' side ways

[Chorus: x2]

What it dew
I'm on the block posted up like a mailbox
Slangin' licks on, the grind, puttin' 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 wit some gang bangas
Still flippin' the ol' school candy Cadillac on swangas
I got a styrofoam white cup full of that drank
Lookin' for that dank, my hustle game sharp as a shank
Big bank take little bank 80 4's and candy paint
Tryna find some honey love, my mackin' game is top rank
These hoes peepin' me, ill hustlin' on the side
Eaves droppin' my conversations, tryna figure which car I drive
I'm on the scene strapped up like I was bungee jumpin
Hit the corner you hear me bumpin'
Look at that chrome grillin' woman
The trunks popped up, my music screwed and chopped
I'm the undisputed king of the parking lot, I'm sittin' sidewayz

[Chorus: x2]

Maybe O.J's, hoes be goin' crazy when they see me
Sittin' sidewayz on them twenty-fo's
Watch ya hoe, watch ya money, watch ya clothes
Single women's out the mold, glidin' like a ice skater
Motor like a snot nose
Super sized drop doors mono blocks chop mold
Customized deck 'cause the mono block stock lows
Sadey Sade, Don Ki, Paul Wall in the place
Heads up when you see us, we gon' put it in ya face
Red bones scoutin' together actin' a is ass when I blaze
Boys smell lemon haze, I ain't the* nigga to settle
I'm that dude wit the metal, that get hot as a kettle
From messin' round wit some cats that ain't got it together
Flossin', breakin' of the intersection crossin'
Three wheelin' actin* the iz-ass on the rosses
S.U.C. in the do', M.O.B on the place
Pull up in the driveway, leanin' and I'm sittin'

[Chorus: x2]

Writer : WALL, PAUL / WILLIAMS, SALIH
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.