Showin’ Skillz

[Chorus] Showin my skills, showin my grills Grippin' wood grain, workin wood wheels Showin my skills, showin my grills Grippin' wood grain, workin wood wheels Showin my skills, showin my grills Grippin' wood grain, workin wood wheels Showin my skills, showin my grills Comin down with the [?] wheel [Verse 1: Paul Wall] I had to chill, showin' nun but skills I serve them like a waiter, now them haters on my heel I'm swangin', stayin' fly from Jade to Love Field And my pockets stay fat and chubby like Bobby Hill It's me and Lil Keke, and we representin' Texas Crawlin' slow like a text message, swangin' so wreckless I'm breakin' all the records, when I pull out cobalt over gold And TV Johnny took my mold so my grill gon' be throwed I tip on 44's, with the top let back I'm actin' bad, no Oscar, I don't know how to act Attempted murder is the charge, when they see how I strut 'Cause I'm killin' the competition, when that trunk raise up And I'm a beast on Sundays off MLK So when you see that 'Lac swangin', gon' move out the way Them Texas boys don't play, let the champ roll through I'm drivin' slow and I'm bangin' Screw, baby, steady showin' my skills [Chorus] Showin my skills, showin my grills Grippin' wood grain, workin wood wheels Showin my skills, showin my grills Grippin' wood grain, workin wood wheels Showin my skills, showin my grills Grippin' wood grain, workin wood wheels Showin my skills, showin my grills Comin' down with the [?] wheel [Verse 2: Lil Keke] Big wheel ballin', droppin' the trunk crackin' Woman on the grill, for real, 'cause we stackin' 84's fresh low pro so I'm packin' Clutchin' on the wheel and steel, 'cause they jackin' The streets goin' nuts, so I buttered the guts First I sprayed the old school then I chromed the strut I got the inside sandy, outside brandy Nine [?] but silver on me that's candy Windows up AC on invisible top I got the hog so nasty they call it a slop I got the wood like furniture, floors like they mink rugs AV8 knockin' defenition of a thug The sky fallin', raisin' up the bumper kit I see them lookin', 'cause I'm glowin' with the TV's lit Flash a moment, and let them see the grill I'm breakin' up concrete, I'm showin my skills [Chorus] Showin my skills, showin my grills Grippin' wood grain, workin wood wheels Showin my skills, showin my grills Grippin' wood grain, workin wood wheels Showin my skills, showin my grills Grippin' wood grain, workin wood wheels Showin my skills, showin my grills Comin' down with the [?] wheel [Verse 3: Paul Wall] I got Brandy wine, candy gloss Certified wet stained And it got me actin' bad, crooked in the turnin' lane Steerin' wheel made of grain, Swisha House on the chain 15 inch flat screen off in the roof, make it rain Texas where I make it swang, vogue tires hugging lane Trunk up from TC Jester all the way to Fontaine Belts and buckles on the back, grill and woman on the front Check me out on YouTube, I'm worldwide pullin' stunts Showin' naked wavin' trunk, set trends like Corey Blount I'm parking lot patrolling, I stay on the hunt I got the super poke stickin' out, Pokemon chrome rims Sliding like [?], be divin' for a rare gem Will and Kobe in the back, watchin' Backyardigans Tippin on glass slippers, and rollin' up them twenty twins Famous stars on the shirt, makin' haters hurt When I pull up with them swangers underskirts I be [Chorus] Showin my skills, showin my grills Grippin' wood grain, workin wood wheels Showin my skills, showin my grills Grippin' wood grain, workin wood wheels Showin my skills, showin my grills Grippin' wood grain, workin wood wheels Showin my skills, showin my grills Comin' down with the [?] wheel