Wall's first music industry exposure came as a street team member on the Northwest side of Houston, promoting southern artists such as T.I. and labels like Cash Money and The New No Limit. He is also an accomplished and proficient mixtape and party DJ, known for producing mixtapes in the now-well-known screwed & chopped style, which was invented by the late DJ Screw. While he has recently stated on record that South LE. (in Houston's southside) is his base of operations, it is not the neighborhood that Paul Wall is actually from. Paul Wall has claimed several such neighborhoods over his career, starting with De Soto in Acres Homes (his original home neighborhood), then switching to Gulf Bank (also in Acres Homes).
Paul Wall, Chamillionaire and Jon Higgins were originally affiliated with Swishahouse Records, but left for Paid in Full Records a short time later. After several mixtape and independent releases, including the critically acclaimed 'Get Ya Mind Correct', the two parted ways on bad terms. Chamillionaire continued to release independent records, while Paul Wall returned to the Swishahouse fold. This move allowed him to appear on Mike Jones' first commercially distributed single, "Still Tippin'", from his first major label album 'Who Is Mike Jones?'.
His major label debut, 'The People's Champ', has produced a lead single, "Sittin' Sidewayz", which is receiving national radio and television play. In August, 2005, rumors began to circulate that Paul Wall and Chamillionaire had settled any differences that remained between them, and are again on good terms with one another. Paul Wall also appeared with GLC on the song "Drive Slow" on Kanye West's second solo album, 'Late Registration'.
Paul Wall is the owner and proprietor of TV Jewelry in Houston. The store specializes in the production of grills, silver, gold, or platinum caps and diamond inlays (usually princess-cut diamonds). Grills have become a growing trend in rap culture and have even influenced its own song. "Grillz", by Nelly featuring Paul Wall along with other artists, where at one point Paul raps "Call me George Foreman 'cause I'm sellin' everybody grillz.)
Get Your Paper Up
Paul Wall Lyrics
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Hey gon' salute me
I don't flip, never that
But I know how to get it, I know where the money at
Them haters talkin' down, see him comin' up
I get money, stay true, get your paper up
Hey see me, hold it down
Ridin' fresh with the paint, doors open
I get money, stay true, get your paper up
It's Paul Wall baby, Swishahouse Spokesman
I'm crushing all competition like a coke can
I'm with that Damon Jones Mix-O and Black Lac
In that Lac with the trunk cracked, I'm swingin'
Until the swingers collapse, I'm back, I'm stuntin'
Comin' down on gold tires, I'm on the block, holdin' it down
Like some ? I keep the swingers pokin' I got the
Windows open, white cup with somethin' potent, wood wheel
Still what I'm chokin', I'm on that Antwan with Lou, Hawk, and
Freddie Thug, this small of ? is makin' their heads bop, that's
My job, my mind's on stackin' on what, these boys out here chasin'
Broads, look close it's no mirage, I got somethin' ballin' dawg
[Chorus]
I'm on the block holdin' posts like Jermaine O' Neal
No ice grill, just cold steel, that's a gangsta grill
I'm down for that drama so I'm known to pack a cannon
A sharp seein' hittin' targets like Peyton Manning
And you can catch me in the hood like a liquor store
Roll those dice, let's get that dough, I'm 6-8, I'm 10-4
I got that Tish from black, that tip got my back
I put them elbows under the Lac, and know they plottin' ta jack
Boppers don't know how to act, I'm leanin' back and countin' stacks
Postin' up on big wheels, still sippin' ? don't get distressed
I'm out here chasin' banks, breakin' bread and sippin' drank, accumulating
My Benz taste, my mind straight, and my paper chase
[Chorus]
My vision's nocturnal so I'm grindin' all night
I gotta cup that's rather purple, so it's oil and it's Spirte
I got some partnas in the cage, I be shootin' them kites, them other
Guys is all hype, tell them suckas take a hike baby, you see them
? you see them hundred spokes, I'm holdin' spokes just wood
Deep, ya get it, coast to coast, I'm slabbin' candy drops, punchin' clocks
And slammin' broads, I got money like Reggie Bush, my billboard got a lotta
Yards, I'm with that Poppa Joe, I got dro on da low, I keep the lean for a month
Or so, but I'm back on it, I can't let go, I'm down with T.Farris and G.Dat, we
Switchin' glass, some of these boys ain't lastin' we still right here countin' cash
[Chorus]
The lyrics to Paul Wall feat. Yung Redd's song Get Your Paper Up revolve around the idea of getting money and rising to the top, despite the haters and obstacles in the way. The chorus urges the listener to get their paper up, meaning to focus on making money and achieving success. The first verse is performed by Paul Wall, who boasts about his accomplishments and his ability to crush the competition. He references his car, a black Lac with gold tires and swinging doors, as a symbol of his success. He also mentions his friendship with fellow rappers Damon Jones Mix-O and Black Lac. In the second verse, Yung Redd takes over and talks about his willingness to take risks and his determination to succeed. He mentions his connections in the drug world and his penchant for lean, a popular cough syrup and soda concoction.
Overall, the song celebrates material wealth and personal success, urging the listener to focus on their own goals and ignore the haters.
Line by Line Meaning
Hey gon' salute me
Pay respect to me
I don't flip, never that
I don’t change my ways
But I know how to get it, I know where the money at
I know how to make money
Them haters talkin' down, see him comin' up
Jealous people talking negatively about me
I get money, stay true, get your paper up
I earn wealth, stay authentic, and encourage others to do the same
Hey see me, hold it down
Watch me be successful
Ridin' fresh with the paint, doors open
Driving a well-maintained vehicle with flashy colors, doors ajar
Them haters talkin' down, see him comin' up
Haters criticizing me but I keep thriving
I'm crushing all competition like a coke can
I’m beating all rivaling artists effortlessly
I'm with that Damon Jones Mix-O and Black Lac
I’m with my friends Damon Jones, Mix-O, and Black Lac
In that Lac with the trunk cracked, I'm swingin'
Riding a Cadillac with an open trunk and swinging music playing
Until the swingers collapse, I'm back, I'm stuntin'
I’ll keep showing off until I win people over
Comin' down on gold tires, I'm on the block, holdin' it down
Riding on gold tires and commanding my territory
Like some ? I keep the swingers pokin' I got the
I keep the music bumping, encouraging people to dance
Windows open, white cup with somethin' potent, wood wheel
Car windows are open, drinking a strong drink, wood steering wheel
Still what I'm chokin', I'm on that Antwan with Lou, Hawk, and
Smoking marijuana called Antwan with my friends Lou and Hawk
Freddie Thug, this small of ? is makin' their heads bop, that's
The music I make is popular, making people dance and enjoy themselves
My job, my mind's on stackin' on what, these boys out here chasin'
My occupation is to accumulate wealth, while other guys chase women
Broads, look close it's no mirage, I got somethin' ballin' dawg
My wealth is real, and I’m very successful
I'm on the block holdin' posts like Jermaine O' Neal
I’m guarding my territory like basketball player Jermaine O’Neal
No ice grill, just cold steel, that's a gangsta grill
No fake smile, just a menacing look, that’s the image of a gangsta
I'm down for that drama so I'm known to pack a cannon
I’m ready for trouble, so I carry a gun
A sharp seein' hittin' targets like Peyton Manning
I’m good at aiming and hit my targets accurately, like football player Peyton Manning
And you can catch me in the hood like a liquor store
I’m frequently seen in the neighborhood
Roll those dice, let's get that dough, I'm 6-8, I'm 10-4
Let's take a risk to make some money, I'm willing to do it, signaling agreement
I got that Tish from black, that tip got my back
I have a friend named Tish who supports me
I put them elbows under the Lac, and know they plottin' ta jack
I put my elbows on my car, and someone might try to steal it
Boppers don't know how to act, I'm leanin' back and countin' stacks
Women are behaving wildly, I’m relaxed and counting money
Postin' up on big wheels, still sippin' ? don't get distressed
I’m standing by my car and enjoying my drink, don't get upset
I'm out here chasin' banks, breakin' bread and sippin' drank, accumulating
I’m working hard to make money and enjoy myself while doing it
My Benz taste, my mind straight, and my paper chase
I own a good car, I think clearly, and I’m focused on earning money
My vision's nocturnal so I'm grindin' all night
I stay up and work hard even all through the night
I gotta cup that's rather purple, so it's oil and it's Spirte
I’m drinking a purple-colored drink made of oil and Sprite
I got some partnas in the cage, I be shootin' them kites, them other
I have some friends in jail to whom I send letters, teasing others
Guys is all hype, tell them suckas take a hike baby, you see them
Other guys are all talk, telling them to leave, you see them?
? you see them hundred spokes, I'm holdin' spokes just wood
You see the hundred-spoke wheels? I’m holding wood and relaxing
Deep, ya get it, coast to coast, I'm slabbin' candy drops, punchin' clocks
It's complicated, but you can understand, driving from coast to coast, enjoying fancy cars, and working hard
And slammin' broads, I got money like Reggie Bush, my billboard got a lotta
Enjoying women and having a lot of money, like football player Reggie Bush. My billboard is very successful
Yards, I'm with that Poppa Joe, I got dro on da low, I keep the lean for a month
My music is successful, hanging out with Poppa Joe, secretly smoking marijuana, and saving prescription cough medicine for later
Or so, but I'm back on it, I can't let go, I'm down with T.Farris and G.Dat, we
For about a month, but now I’m back to using cough medicine, can’t give up my addiction. I’m friends with T.Farris and G.Dat, we
Switchin' glass, some of these boys ain't lastin' we still right here countin' cash
Changing cars frequently, some people can't keep up, but we’re still here, earning money
[Chorus]
Refrain
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Ultra Tunes
Written by: LEROY WILLIAMS, CHRISTOPHER GALLIEN, T. FARRIS, LEWIS KINOSHI, PAUL MICHAEL SLAYTON
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