Break Em' Off - Paul Wall, Lil Keke

I’mma break 'em off real bad

I’mma show 'em pourin' up a duece and ridin' slab

Now I gotta work my woodgrain wheel

Poppin' trunks, poppin' pills, still poppin' seals

Higher than a hill with my mind on mill

Piece and chain swangin', bankroll, shiny grill

Baby, I got million dollar dreams, with my mind on cream

I’m in that mean, green machine;

clean, on 19s

Flatscreens in the headrest, swingin' like a swingset

Brandywine paint wet, comin' down, that’s a bet

I’m in the lot chasin' broads like a lesbian

Full of that kush-flower, I’m breakin' off pedestrians

Higher than a streetlight, floatin' like a parachute

Buzzin' like a bumblebee, mustard-green Bentley coupe

Young gangsta mack game sharper than a thumbtack

Breakin' 'em off, makin' all the boppers attract

Then they watch me, I’m rocked up, fully loaded and sloppy

Tryna hit it and quit it and walk off like Big Papi

Break 'em off

I’mma break 'em off real bad

I’mma show 'em pourin' up a duece and ridin' slab

Aye, aye

I pull up like this, untouchable white wrist

I’m hotter than warm piss, berry grape Sunkist

The truck gold mist 550 snow bunny

Bentley Continental with the mink floors dummy

Paul Wall money, that’s expensive taste

And them friendly ass fools we send 'em to MySpace

I’mma break 'em off until the backbone broken

Stainless steel drop Phantom, leave the top open

Shit done hit the fan, better cover your nose

And the kush done start burnin', better cover your clothes

(That's right)

Concrete crumblin', glass shootin' lasers

Crawlin' and cuttin' up on 24 razors

I’mma show 'em how to make the slab look phenomenal

Chasin' paper in the mornin', call me Houston Chronicle

Hold on, then you buckle up the seat belt

SwishaHouse, Young Don, capital TF

I’mma break 'em off real bad

I’mma show 'em pourin' up a duece and ridin' slab

Already

I’m higher than a satellite, crawlin' like a baby

Maneuvering through the traffic like I’m Tracy McGrady

Still choppin' on them buttons, I’m struttin' and lookin' fresh

Switch hittin' like Berkman, this is ballin' at its best

In that Minute Maid dropper with retractable roof

Finer than wood, wavin' the hood, student loans on the tooth

The fifth wheel on the ground

And the trunk in the air

Paul Wall, baby I’m the definition of playa

My skills is so ill when workin' that wood wheel

Tippin' 4s like a waiter, beware of the oil spill

Widescreen mindframe, panoramic pimpin'

I’m sippin' on that Osama, baby, leanin' like I’m limpin'

In that two-seater feeder, it’s me and a señorita

Three ounces up in the liter

And it’s ten up in the heater

Mackin' a mamacita

Runnin' game like a cheetah

I’m knockin' 'em out the park similar to Derek Jeter

Break 'em off

I’mma break 'em off real bad

I’mma show 'em pourin' up a duece and ridin' slab