Paul Wall - No Asterick Lyrics

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Paul Wall - No Asterick Lyrics

P Dub

Ayy, what it do?

Paul Wall, baby

Hold up, Statik, let me take a stab at it

[?] the atlas

Cut the bullshit, I’m so far passed it

[?] paper, drop the acid, no biohazard

Maybe two-tone or maybe monochromatic

Iced [?] cold world, wear a jacket

Roll the Backwood and pack it if you tryna match it

Make it massive, hit the bunt, I attack it

Inhale it, have you choking like you asthmatic

[?] knowledge down, I just hope you catch it

Intellect multi-[?], close the bracket

But closed mind frame leads you to a closed casket

Crack a book open, digest and unpack it

Achieve whatever you imagine as long as you [?]

Success starts with small habits

Carrots in my mouth like rabbit, diamonds [?]

Out here chasing after cabbage

[?] for that packet but it’s heavy traffic

Gotta fill my sack, matter fact double bag it

Tool I gotta pack it, life can be tragic

Tap the blunt after I dunk it, yeah I Shaq it

[?] extra, yeah I waxed it

Boy it’s fantastic [?]

I just want the rings and the titles with no asterisk

Uh, whole trunk full of bricks, full of mad shit

Whole trunk full of blades, full of ratchets

Pull up to the projects trunked popped

I got merch, I got drugs, I got what you want

Every couple hundred fans it’s another opp

They got blood up on their hands so it’s fuck cops

Everybody put their money in this one pot

Everybody getting money on this one block

You know me, I put fire work in the hood

Now it’s poppin’, baby, fireworks in the hood

Red shirt like I’m Suge, put in work in the hood

Lil cutie on my lap and she twerk it good

You see them lips, you see them hips, you see the whip

Now you get it why I be on some conceited shit

Could’ve had your boy shocked game lead the bitch

But it’s only small moves under my leadership

Uh, ain’t no crash dummies, we just stack money

Fucked a couple hundred bitches off of rap money

Beast mode like a running back, I’m running laps

Around these emcees, I’ll bet you a hundred racks

They couldn’t out spit or fuck with the outfit

I’m in my house, dipped down, baby peep the drip

Henny and purp, yeah that’s a sweet mix

And Statik on the boards, bet you that’s a sweet mix

Uh, bring Big, Pac and Pun back, we need the remix

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