[Intro: Paul Wall] I'mma break 'em off real bad I'mma show 'em pourin' up a duece and ridin' slab
[Chorus: Paul Wall] 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
[Verse 1: Paul Wall] 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
[Chorus: Paul Wall] 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
[Verse 2: 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 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
[Chorus: Paul Wall] 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
[Chorus: Paul Wall] 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
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Break ‘em Off is the first single from Paul Wall’s second studio album – Get Money, Stay True.
The single features fellow Houston rapper Lil' Keke.
It debuted on the Billboard Hot 100 at number 72 in March 2007.
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