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Wall Paper (No Chit Chat)

de Paul Wall

Intro:
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh

Paul Wall:
What it do?
Ay, lil mama you a dime piece
In the club, looking sharper than a starched crease
It's all eyes on ya, babygirl you out of sight
Nails done, hair did, dress flyer than a kite
I see you skating on the dance floor, showing out
I'm tryna holla at ya baby, what you talkin bout
I'm on the sidelines plottin' on my next move
Bout to get my groove on, baby tell me what it do
What it do?

1st Verse (ad-libs in parenth.):
I got you open baby
I know you like what you see
You looking at my body
Tryna sneak up on me
I peeped you staring from the (ooh yeah) time I walked
Through the door
I know you want me but I came to just
Hit the floor

B-Section:
All the boys in the club rock with me
All the girls body rock if you feel me
Cause tonight is the night for me to shine
And do it right
(repeat)

Chorus:
Cause I'm feeling like all eyes
On me
And I know that you
Want a piece of me
I'm feeling like all eyes
On me
The way my body moves
Is driving you crazy

2nd Verse:
Oh
I got you feening for me
And you want me baby
I got you in the mood
It's getting hard to shake it
You're telling me you've never met a girl like this before
I got you wanting more
And you can't ignore

B-Section

Chorus (ad-libs):
All eyes
Mmmm
Know that you
Piece of me
Ohhh
On me
My body moves

Slim Thug:
Yeah
Slim Thugga
Picturing you by my side in the 645
Top drop down in the wind while I drive
And where I go, we just taking a ride
And enjoying the cool breeze and the pretty blue sky
I'on know what I like most: your smile or your eyes
How you dress from ya breasts to ya thighs
I see me and you ballin' in the mix
Wassup? You down with me and my H-Town chick?

Chorus to end

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