Overall about difficult moments of disappointment and vulnerability. Having hope and longing, while remaining optimistic for the future. Encourages the belief that with each new morning there is a chance for things to improve.
The chorus offers a glimmer of optimism and a chance at a resolution and redemption in the future.
Captures the rollercoaster of emotions of feeling lost while loving someone who is not there for you, feeling let down and abandoned while waiting for a lover. Lost with no direction, "Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair, Nowhere to go, I can go anywhere"
The bridge shows signs of longing and a plea for companionship. The Lyrics express a desire for authentic connection and the importance of Loving someone just as they are. "Just in passing, I'm not asking. That you be anyone but you”
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Still tippin' on four fours wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Now look who creepin', look who crawlin' still ballin' in the mix
It's that six-six long dick slim nigga stickin' your chick
Pullin' tricks lookin' slick at all times when I'm flippin'
Barre sippin', car dippin', Grant wood grain grippin'
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Blowin' on the indo, GameCube Nintendo
Five percent tint so you can't see up in my window
These niggas don't understand me 'cause I'm Boss Hogg on candy
Top down at Maxi's wit' a big Glock nine handy
Pieced up, creased up, stayin' dressed to impress
Big boss belt buckle under my Mitchell and Ness
Oh, Gucci shades up on my braids when I Escalade
When I'm ridin' Sprewells slidin' like a escapade
I got it made the big boss of the north
Ain't shit changed I still represent SwishaHouse (Ha!)
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Fo' fo's I'm tippin', wood grain I'm grippin'
Catch me lane switchin' with the paint drippin', turn your neck and your dame missin'
Me and Slim we ain't trippin', I'm figure flippin' and syrup sippin'
Like do or die, I'm po' pimpin' car stop, rims keep spinnin'
I'm flippin' drop with invisible tops, hoes bop when my drop step out
I'm shakin' the block with fo' eighteens, candy green with 11 screens
My gasoline always supreme, got dirt on the brim with a pint of lean
It takes grindin' to be a king, it takes grindin' to be a king
First Round Draft Picks comin', who is Mike Jones comin'
Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, slab shinin' with the grill and woman
I'm Mike Jones, (who?) Mike Jones, the one and only, you can't clone me
Got a lot of haters and a lot of homies, some friends and some phony
Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me
Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me
Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me (I said)
Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
What it do? It's Paul Wall, I'm the People's Champ
My chain light up like a lamp 'cause now I'm back with the camp
I'm crawlin' similar to an ant, 'cause I'm low to the Earth
People's feelings get hurt when they figure out what I'm worth
I got eighty fo's pokin' out, at the club I'm showin' out
I'm a playa, ain't no doubt, hoes want to know what I'm 'bout
Biggest diamonds off in my mouth, princess cuts all in my chain
Wood grain all in my Range, drippin' stains when I switch lanes
Switched the name, it's still the same, SwishaHouse or SwishaBlast
Mike Jones, he runnin' the game and Magnificent 'bout his cash
Michael Watts, he made me hot, hard work took me to the top
G. Dash took me to the lot, he wrote a check and bought a drop
I got the internet goin' nuts, but T. Farris got my back so now I'm holdin' my nuts
It's Paul Wall baby, what you know 'bout me?
I'm on that five nine Southlea, baby, holla at me
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin'
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Still tippin' on four fours wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Now look who creepin', look who crawlin' still ballin' in the mix
It's that six-six long dick slim nigga stickin' your chick
Pullin' tricks lookin' slick at all times when I'm flippin'
Barre sippin', car dippin', Grant wood grain grippin'
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Blowin' on the indo, GameCube Nintendo
Five percent tint so you can't see up in my window
These niggas don't understand me 'cause I'm Boss Hogg on candy
Top down at Maxi's wit' a big Glock nine handy
Pieced up, creased up, stayin' dressed to impress
Big boss belt buckle under my Mitchell and Ness
Oh, Gucci shades up on my braids when I Escalade
When I'm ridin' Sprewells slidin' like a escapade
I got it made the big boss of the north
Ain't shit changed I still represent SwishaHouse (Ha!)
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Fo' fo's I'm tippin', wood grain I'm grippin'
Catch me lane switchin' with the paint drippin', turn your neck and your dame missin'
Me and Slim we ain't trippin', I'm figure flippin' and syrup sippin'
Like do or die, I'm po' pimpin' car stop, rims keep spinnin'
I'm flippin' drop with invisible tops, hoes bop when my drop step out
I'm shakin' the block with fo' eighteens, candy green with 11 screens
My gasoline always supreme, got dirt on the brim with a pint of lean
It takes grindin' to be a king, it takes grindin' to be a king
First Round Draft Picks comin', who is Mike Jones comin'
Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, slab shinin' with the grill and woman
I'm Mike Jones, (who?) Mike Jones, the one and only, you can't clone me
Got a lot of haters and a lot of homies, some friends and some phony
Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me
Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me
Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me (I said)
Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
What it do? It's Paul Wall, I'm the People's Champ
My chain light up like a lamp 'cause now I'm back with the camp
I'm crawlin' similar to an ant, 'cause I'm low to the Earth
People's feelings get hurt when they figure out what I'm worth
I got eighty fo's pokin' out, at the club I'm showin' out
I'm a playa, ain't no doubt, hoes want to know what I'm 'bout
Biggest diamonds off in my mouth, princess cuts all in my chain
Wood grain all in my Range, drippin' stains when I switch lanes
Switched the name, it's still the same, SwishaHouse or SwishaBlast
Mike Jones, he runnin' the game and Magnificent 'bout his cash
Michael Watts, he made me hot, hard work took me to the top
G. Dash took me to the lot, he wrote a check and bought a drop
I got the internet goin' nuts, but T. Farris got my back so now I'm holdin' my nuts
It's Paul Wall baby, what you know 'bout me?
I'm on that five nine Southlea, baby, holla at me
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin'
Lyrics submitted by kmk_natasha
Still Tippin' Lyrics as written by Paul Micharl Slayton Mike Jones
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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