Video for Paul Wall featuring Jermaine Dupri - I’m Throwed

Lyrics for Paul Wall featuring Jermaine Dupri - I’m Throwed

[Jermaine Dupri:]
Ya’ll know what this is

[Chorus:]
When I’m on that beat I’m a beast
I aint never came through
Got a mouth full of diamonds
You can hardly hear me speak
Especially when it shine like dis (dis)
It’s that H-Town baby and you know what is
I’m throwed
Got styrophome cup full of bar
I’m throwed
Four deep in my old school car
I’m throwed
Show Cali why I’m bangin this crew
Its the Ice Man baby and you know what it do
I’m throwed

[Paul Wall:]
Fresher than a fruit bowl
Leanin like a gas gage
Straight up off the doors, freestylin like hair braids
Makin that candy dance, I’m throwed off the Cali plants
I’m pressin on his knee crawlin down like fire ants
Im higher than a trance, I’m sharper than a stars pants
Stackin Franklin and Grants from south bank to spring grass
I’m posted like a stamp with my mind on cash
I’m wheel grippin and still tippin Brandi wine on glass
I got a screen and a dash a quarter tank full of gas
Smokin that puff puff pass, throwed I hope I dont crash
Rippin the Swisha glass, so I’m flyer than a mockingbird
Throwed and I’m old game, cold as a iceburg

[Chorus:]
When I’m on that beat I’m a beast
I aint never came through
Got a mouth full of diamonds
You can hardly hear me speak
Especially when it shine like dis (dis)
It’s that H-Town baby and you know what is
I’m throwed
Got styrophome cup full of bar
I’m throwed
Four deep in my old school car
I’m throwed
Show Cali why I’m bangin this crew
Its the Ice Man baby and you know what it do
I’m throwed

[Paul Wall:]
Now to broads I’m a sharp-shooter like Steve Kerr
Flash the wrists cause a blur
Fox fur and flyin spur
Undisputed for sure
So I’m collectin these dimes
Name and number lil momma cuz its checkout time
I’m slidin on glass threes, inhalin ?
Pack protection cuz player hatin spread like STD’s
I’m cool as a ocean breeze, like Chester I’m chasin cheese
I’m stangin like buzzin bees, on softly with cheese
Screens fall like all them leaves makes the TV’s rain
Take a picture if you please, yeah my wrist is insane
Dirty can, diamond chain, so fallin is off the chain
Mind frame I’m stackin change, I’m so throwed in the game

[Chorus:]
When I’m on that beat I’m a beast
I aint never came through
Got a mouth full of diamonds
You can hardly hear me speak
Especially when it shine like dis (dis)
It’s that H-Town baby and you know what is
I’m throwed
Got styrophome cup full of bar
I’m throwed
Four deep in my old school car
I’m throwed
Show Cali why I’m bangin this crew
Its the Ice Man baby and you know what it do
I’m throwed

[Paul Wall:]
I’m throwed in the game

Im pourin that purple sprite, and im searchin for broads
Paper stackin so my money stretch like extension chords
I’m a wide bod rocker in a four on them choppers
I’m on the grind stackin up my mail like the post office
Movin at slow pace with T Fair as my ace
Cup full of expensive taste, open mouth and showcase
I’m throwed up with screens hangin, swangin breakin his trust
We pourin up in them cups that stuff got me leanin tough
Hold up
I’m caked up so all the boppers attract I got em like a softer pal out there runnin the track
Pullin capers makin paper stacks fly as a dove
A bread breaker, taste maker baby
Halla at ya love, I’m throwed

[Chorus:]
When I’m on that beat I’m a beast
I aint never came through
Got a mouth full of diamonds
You can hardly hear me speak
Especially when it shine like dis (dis)
It’s that H-Town baby and you know what is
I’m throwed
Got styrophome cup full of bar
I’m throwed
Four deep in my old school car
I’m throwed
Show Cali why I’m bangin this crew
Its the Ice Man baby and you know what it do
I’m throwed

Video for Paul Wall featuring Lil Keke - Break Em’ Off

Lyrics for Paul Wall featuring Lil Keke - Break Em’ Off

[Intro:]
I’mma break ‘em off real bad, I’mma show’em pourin up a duece and ridin slab

[Chorus:]
I’mma break ‘em off real bad, I’mma break ‘em
I’mma break ‘em off real bad,
I’mma break ‘em , I’mma break ‘em off real bad
I’mma show’em pourin up a duece and ridin slab
I’mma break ‘em
I’mma break ‘em off real bad, I’mma break ‘em
I’mma break ‘em off real bad,
I’mma break ‘em , I’mma break ‘em off real bad
I’mma show’em pourin up a duece and ridin slab

[Paul Wall:]
Now I gotta work ma wood grain wheel
Poppin’ trunks, poppin’ grillz, still poppin’ seals
High up in the hill with ma mind on millz
Piece of chain swangin’, bank roll, shiny grill
Baby, I got million dollar dreams, with ma mind on cream
I’m in that mean green machine clean on 19s
Flat screens in the headrest, swangin’ like a swang set
Brandy wine, paint wet, comin’ down tha’s a fact
I’m in the ‘lac chasin’ broads like a lesbian
Full of that Kush flower, I’m breakin’ off pedestrians
Higher than the street lights, floatin’ like a parachute
Buzzin’ like a bumblebee, mustard green Bentley coupe
Young gangsta, Mac game, sharper than a thumbtack
Breakin’ ‘em off, makin’ all the boppers attract
Then they watch me, I’m rocked up fully loaded and slabbin’
Tryin’ to hit it and quit it
Walk off like BIG Poppi then break ‘em off

[Chorus:]
I’mma break ‘em off real bad, I’mma break ‘em
I’mma break ‘em off real bad,
I’mma break ‘em , I’mma break ‘em off real bad
I’mma show’em pourin up a duece and ridin slab
I’mma break ‘em
I’mma break ‘em off real bad, I’mma break ‘em
I’mma break ‘em off real bad,
I’mma break ‘em , I’mma break ‘em off real bad
I’mma show’em pourin up a duece and ridin slab

[Lil’ Keke:]
Aye, aye
I pull up like this, untouchable white wrist
I’m hotter than warm piss, berry grape Sunkist
The truck gold mist five 50 slow buddy
Bentley continental with the mink floors dummy
Paul Wall money, dat’s expensive taste
And ‘em frilly ass fools we send ‘em to myspace
I’mma break ‘em off until the backbones 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’ lazers
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 u buckle up the seat belt
Swisha House, Young Don, capital TF

[Chorus:]
I’mma break ‘em off real bad, I’mma break ‘em
I’mma break ‘em off real bad,
I’mma break ‘em , I’mma break ‘em off real bad
I’mma show’em pourin up a duece and ridin slab
I’mma break ‘em
I’mma break ‘em off real bad, I’mma break ‘em
I’mma break ‘em off real bad,
I’mma break ‘em , I’mma break ‘em off real bad
I’mma show’em pourin up a duece and ridin slab

[Paul Wall:]
Already
Higher than the satellite, crawlin’ like a baby
Maneuverin’ thru the traffic like I’m Tracy McGrady
Still choppin’ on ‘em buttons, I’m struttin’ and lookin’ fresh
Switch hittin’ like Berkman, this is ballin’ at its best
In dat minute maid droppa’, with retractable roof
Finer than wood, wavin’ the hood, student loans on the two
The fifth wheel on the ground, and the trunk in the air
Paul Wall, baby I’m the definition of playa
Ma skillz is so ill when workin’ the wood wheel
Tippin’ 4s like a waiter, beware of the o’erseer
Wide screen mind frame, panoramic pimpin’
I’m sippin’ on dat Osama, baby leanin’ like I’m limpin’
In dat 2 seater feeder, it’s me and a senorita
3 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)

[Chours:]
I’mma break ‘em off real bad, I’mma break ‘em
I’mma break ‘em off real bad,
I’mma break ‘em , I’mma break ‘em off real bad
I’mma show’em pourin up a duece and ridin slab
I’mma break ‘em
I’mma break ‘em off real bad, I’mma break ‘em
I’mma break ‘em off real bad,
I’mma break ‘em , I’mma break ‘em off real bad
I’mma show’em pourin up a duece and ridin slab

Video for Daughtry - Home

Lyrics for Daughtry - Home

I’m staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I’m going to the place where love
And feeling good don’t ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel’s a different kind of pain.

Well I’m going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I’m not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don’t regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I’m going home.
Well I’m going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I’ve not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, it makes true.
And I don’t know why.
You always seem to give me another try.

So I’m going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I’m not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don’t regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I’m going home.
I’m going home.

Be careful what you wish for,
‘Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don’t want.
Be careful what you wish for,
‘Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.

Oh, well I’m going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I’m not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don’t regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old,
So I’m going home.
I’m going home.