Slidin' On That Oil

(álbum: Get Money, Stay True - 2007)

[Chorus Paul Wall]
Sliding on that oil, got me leaning to the side.
hitting switches, got me leaning in my ride.
I'm coming down, Grill's so icy
I'm coming down, never seen nothing like me.
[2X]

[Skinhead Rob]
I'm a Kush Smoka, 20 inch hundred spoke-a
coming thru with a hundred round supa soaker
Still suited in Joker, Scandalous in Cartoon
6 dudes wired, real sharp as a harpoon
I'm bowin down, doin it I stay in the box
steady riding dirty, steady ducking the cops
I'm burned out, lit up. Masking my fears
Man it's hard to stay focused when they're blasting your peers.
I only fuck with real dealers and killers who really ride
Trust when they bust they're triggers. who really died?
They figure he really high, figure they're really right.
Figure not to dance, they figure he really might
get it how you live, on the grind for mine.
Only roll with motherfuckers that are fine with dyin.
got a mindless nine, keep it right under my front seat.
lookin for no trouble. If it bubble we done beat.

[Chorus]

[Paul Wall]
I got Swangas and Vogues on my Cadillac dropper.
When I pull up to the light, baby I'm a show stopper.
Boys talking down, need to start talking proper.
My security guard is an AK chopper.

[Skinhead Rob]
I'm a juero pistolero with a fistful of metal
You fuckin with my perro, I'ma split your sombrero.
Treating enemies like elbows, getting em off me.
Got access to silencers, I'm killing em softly

[Paul Wall]
That oil got me sleepy, and jealous got me strapped
so I slide off in the Lac' with a Glock in my lap.
Still Sitting Sideways, Caddy Corner on them thangs
swanging in and out the lane with some ice in my fang

[Skinhead Rob]
Champagne Continental, Drank and diamond dental.
Got four old-schools with the help of a rental.
Get's mental off the oil with a touch of that sprite.
Two hundred dollar bliunts, homie who got the light?

[Chorus]