Paul Wall - I Am Him lyrics
[Paul Wall - I Am Him lyrics]
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Paul Wall, baby, Scoop DeVille
Dig that, what they talkin' 'bout?
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine
You could find him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine
You could find him
It's the big sipper, 84 chrome tipper
Grain gripper, your girl on my zipper
Diamonds flicker, go ahead and take a picture
Mister, mister, rest in peace Mac Miller
Who chiller than the iced-out gold griller?
Swing wide, kinda like an eighteen wheeler
Sick as salmonella, Paul Wall, Scoop-zilla
Drive slow in the candy-coated armadilla
Rolling up in the Backwood, vanilla
Invisible ice make my chin chilla
Shape shifter, flawless, no filter
Quite critical, all real, no filler
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine
You could find him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine
You could find him
Back up in the place with
A trunk full of bass
Modulate, straight shake an' bake this cake
Cup full of taste, Backwood with an eighth
Blunt rolled out of shape
But I'm still baked
Might have to regulate, RIP nate
Many try to duplicate, but first they hate
I gotta concentrate to deal
With the constant fake
Maintain strong faith, my God is great
I got "People's Champ" on my license plate
Scoop DeVille in the Wraith
Meet me at the estate
That's my ace, I got a dime giving me face
As I locate back to my place
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine
You could find him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine
You could find him
Paul Wall, baby, Scoop DeVille
Dig that, what they talkin' 'bout?
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine
You could find him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine
You could find him
It's the big sipper, 84 chrome tipper
Grain gripper, your girl on my zipper
Diamonds flicker, go ahead and take a picture
Mister, mister, rest in peace Mac Miller
Who chiller than the iced-out gold griller?
Swing wide, kinda like an eighteen wheeler
Sick as salmonella, Paul Wall, Scoop-zilla
Drive slow in the candy-coated armadilla
Rolling up in the Backwood, vanilla
Invisible ice make my chin chilla
Shape shifter, flawless, no filter
Quite critical, all real, no filler
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine
You could find him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine
You could find him
Back up in the place with
A trunk full of bass
Modulate, straight shake an' bake this cake
Cup full of taste, Backwood with an eighth
Blunt rolled out of shape
But I'm still baked
Might have to regulate, RIP nate
Many try to duplicate, but first they hate
I gotta concentrate to deal
With the constant fake
Maintain strong faith, my God is great
I got "People's Champ" on my license plate
Scoop DeVille in the Wraith
Meet me at the estate
That's my ace, I got a dime giving me face
As I locate back to my place
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine
You could find him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
Who is he? It Is I, I am him
On the grind, getting mine
You could find him