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po up poet - paul wall lyrics

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[hook]
please point me to the money
they call me the po up poet
please point me to the money

[verse 1]
if it ain’t muddy don’t po’ it
the call me the po up poet
just made a ticket time to blow it
i’m getting blowed off that fillmore
straight out the bay i got that real smoke
i got a connect that’s somebody you don’t know
big moe got me moving real slow
i got the snoop dogg rolled up
they better bury me with a cold cup
i got the screw juice on deck
if it ain’t purple partner hold up

[hook]
please point me to the money
they call me the po up poet
please point me to the money

[verse 2]
they call me mr. muddy
don’t call me with no f-ck sh-t
unless you’re trying to come and f-ck me
but f-ck that hatin’
where the weed at
my work uniform is all black
i’m getting money so my haters back
i got that texas t on tap
they tappin’ phones better talking cold
cold red homie slow yo’ row
so i’m rollin’ now zonin’ bro
slowly leanin’ trying to cure my cold

[hook]
please point me to the money
they call me the po up poet
please point me to the money

- paul wall lyrics

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