Paul Wall - The Main Event lyrics

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Paul Wall - The Main Event lyrics

[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking] Hey, hey Hey, hey I brought my DJ with me, that mean we goin in I brought my DJ with me, that mean we goin in [Hook 1 - Chamillionaire] I'm the main event, whoa I'm the main event, whoa Still grindin in the streets like I ain't made a cent I'm the main event, whoa I'm the main event, whoa Tryin to get it like the money that I made was spent I'm the main event, whoa I'm the main event, whoa Still hustlin like I know it's time to pay the rent I'm the main event, whoa I'm the main event, whoa You're lookin for me, you could find me where the money at [Verse 1 - Chamillionaire] The walk in after party, Texas I'm what it is Exit the bar if you ain't tryin to get your card slid They ain't no big dogs, they just bark big But I ain't never seen the damage that a bark did It's the Chamillionaire, I only trust Ben I brought some ladies with me, that mean I'm plus ten I brought my DJ with me, that mean we goin in I do it big like my jimmy wasn't tucked in Nuts large, lucky I don't keep my dick exposed See they the past, I'm the present like some Christmas clothes Reppin Texas so don't question if I'm tippin fours The wheels fly, every vehicle is pigeon-toed Look at the evidence, looks like it's evident She wanna bone, she look at me like a skeleton See this the realest that your radio has ever been I'm in my element, somebody better tell her man [Hook 2 - Chamillionaire] I'm the main event, whoa I'm the main event, whoa Still grindin in the streets like I ain't made a cent I'm the main event, I'm the main event Uh oh, uh oh [Verse 2 - Paul Wall] I swear it ain't been the same ever since I got cake My hustle is high rate, so haters are irate Every dollar I can make, I'm a get it 'til the day of my wake I'm on a paper chase for pies, yeah that cookies and cake And hold it down for my state, talkin down's a mistake Ride with me or collide with me, you can't change fate Southside Houston, Texas, where I roam in the streets And Northside where I sleep (the Northside don't sleep) If you sleepin on Texas, better wake up quick Stop bitin our style and get off our dick All the jealousy need to quit and the hatin should stop Cause the third coast ain't never gonna flop, I think not partner [Hook 1] [Slim Thug talking over the end of the Hook] I know you don't cuss but I do Cham, ha, ha [Verse 3 - Slim Thug] When Thug Boss come out, lights out, show's over It's "All Eyez On Me" like 'Pac told ya If you love ya b**h, you better go and cuff her Cause tonight if I want to, I'm a f** her I'm in this b**h, half a mill' worth of j**elry on Rocks' so big, lookin like a Flinstone (yeah) 'Fit fresher than some Sunday morning breakfast We gotta do it big, cause b**h we from Texas Foreign cars, get your foreign hoes on your team And I don't drink and drive, I just drink and lean Keep a bank roll longer than a limousine Boppers beggin me to hit it like a dope fiend I run the H like it's a motherf**in marathon About to break a take, damn Cham, that's the one I'm in the elevator, top spot, here I come Rap Barry Bonds, I got the most home runs [Verse 4 - Dorrough] Say what? I made 'em change the prin, they thought I came and Went But like the Grand Finale n***a, I'm the main event Still grindin in the streets like I ain't made a cent Ballin, the commentators say I'm what the game presents I'm Mister Get It Done, I do it to the T If you don't know the name, just call me number 23 I keep a quart load of Spring Bling bikini hoes Yeah it's a 'lac but it's equipped with Lamborghini doors My engine souped up, I'm in a super ride Yeah I'm from Texas n***a, everything's supersized I never rode a horse, never saw a tumbleweed But I get high of course, I done smoked a ton of weed Man and my money hard to fold up Yeah, I'm holdin Texas down but I rep the whole South Get your tickets early, shows stay sold out "Dorrough Music", my album off in stores now [Hook 2]

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