Im Throwed
Paul Wall Lyrics


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When I'm on that beat, I'm a beast
I ain't never came through
Got a mouth full of diamonds
You can hardly hear me speak
Especially when it shine like dis (dis)
It's that H-Town, baby, and you know what is
I'm throwed
Got Styrofoam cup full of bar
I'm throwed
Four deep in my old school car
I'm throwed
Show Cali why I'm bangin' this crew
Ice Ice Man, baby, and you know what it do
I'm throwed

Fresher than a fruit bowl
Leanin' like a gas gauge
Straight up off the doors, freestylin' like hair braids

Fresher than a fruit bowl
Leanin' like a gas gauge
Straight up off the doors, freestylin' like hair braids

Fresher than a fruit bowl
Leanin' like a gas gauge
Straight up off the doors, freestylin' like hair braids

Makin' that candy dance, I'm throwed off the Cali plants
I'm pressin' on his knee, crawlin' down like fire ants
I'm higher than a trance, I'm sharper than a star's pants
Stackin' Franklin and Grants from south bank to spring grass
I'm posted like a stamp with my mind on cash
I'm wheel grippin' and still tippin' Brandi wine on glass
I got a screen and a dash, a quarter tank full of gas
Smokin' that puff puff pass, throwed; I hope I don't crash
Rippin' the Swisha glass, so I'm flyer than a mockingbird
Rippin' the Swisha glass, so I'm flyer than a mockingbird
Rippin' the Swisha glass, so I'm flyer than a mockingbird
Throwed, and I'm old game, cold as a iceberg

When I'm on that beat, I'm a beast
I ain't never came through
Got a mouth full of diamonds
You can hardly hear me speak
Especially when it shine like dis (dis)
It's that H-Town, baby, and you know what is
I'm throwed
Got Styrofoam cup full of bar
I'm throwed
Four deep in my old school car
I'm throwed
Show Cali why I'm bangin' this crew
Ice Ice Man, baby, and you know what it do
I'm throwed

Now, to broads I'm a sharp-shooter like Steve Kerr
Flash the wrists, 'cause a blur
Fox fur and flyin' spur
Undisputed for sure
So I'm collectin' these dimes
Name and number lil' momma 'cause it's checkout time
I'm slidin' on glass threes, inhalin' the chronic trees
Pack protection 'cause player hatin' spread like STD's
Pack protection 'cause player hatin' spread like STD's
Pack protection 'cause player hatin' spread like STD's
I'm cool as a ocean breeze; like Chester, I'm chasin' cheese
I'm stingin' like buzzin' bees, on softly with cheese
Screens fall like all them leaves, makes the TV's rain
Take a picture if you please; yeah, my wrist is insane
Dirty can, diamond chain, so fallin' is off the chain
Mind frame, I'm stackin' change
I'm so throwed in the game

When I'm on that beat, I'm a beast
I ain't never came through
Got a mouth full of diamonds
You can hardly hear me speak
Especially when it shine like dis (dis)
It's that H-Town, baby, and you know what is
I'm throwed
Got Styrofoam cup full of bar
I'm throwed
Four deep in my old school car
I'm throwed
Show Cali why I'm bangin' this crew
Ice Ice Man, baby, and you know what it do
I'm throwed

I'm pourin' that purple sprite, and I'm searchin' for broads
Paper stackin' so my money stretch like extension chords
I'm a wide bod rocker in a four on them choppers
I'm on the grind stackin' up my mail like the post office
Movin' at slow pace with T Fair as my ace
Cup full of expensive taste, open mouth and showcase
I'm throwed up with screens hangin', swangin', breakin' his trust
We pourin' up in them cups; that stuff got me leanin' tough
Hold up
I'm caked up so all the boppers attract
I got 'em like a softer pal out there runnin' the track
Pullin' capers, makin' paper stacks fly as a dove
A bread breaker, taste maker, baby
Holla at ya love, I'm throwed

When I'm on that beat, I'm a beast
I ain't never came through
Got a mouth full of diamonds
You can hardly hear me speak
Especially when it shine like dis (dis)
It's that H-Town, baby, and you know what is
I'm throwed
Got Styrofoam cup full of bar
I'm throwed
Four deep in my old school car
I'm throwed




Show Cali why I'm bangin' this crew
It's the Ice Man, baby, and you know what it do

Overall Meaning

"I'm Throwed" is a song by American rapper Paul Wall, released in 2006. The song is characterized by Paul Wall's rhyming, accompanied by a beat made up of a simple looped beat and occasional sound effects. The name of the song is derived from the term "throwed", which is used to describe being under the influence of drugs, specifically purple drank, a mix of cough syrup, soda, and candy. The song chronicles a night of partying and drug use, with more references to Wall's high-rolling lifestyle.


In the first verse, Wall emphasizes the extent of his wealth and access to jewelry, with a mouth full of diamonds making it difficult for others to hear what he's saying. Similarly, he emphasizes his sense of pride for H-Town (a nickname for his hometown, Houston, Texas) and boasts that he's "throwed". The second verse is largely free-form, with Wall tossing out imagery of himself leaning like a gas gauge, freestyling on doors like hair braids, and more cash-themed lyrics. In the third verse, Wall explains some of his behaviors, such as making sure to carry protection and collect women's phone numbers.


Line by Line Meaning

When I'm on that beat, I'm a beast
I am incredibly skilled at rapping and making music.


I ain't never came through
I have never entered a place or situation without being noticed or acknowledged.


Got a mouth full of diamonds
I have a lot of expensive and flashy jewelry.


You can hardly hear me speak
My jewelry is so shiny and noticeable that people struggle to focus on anything else, including my voice.


Especially when it shine like dis (dis)
My jewelry is particularly bright and flashy.


It's that H-Town, baby, and you know what is
I am from Houston, Texas and represent it well.


I'm throwed
I am under the influence of drugs and/or alcohol that make me feel euphoric and carefree.


Got Styrofoam cup full of bar
I am consuming codeine mixed with soda in a foam cup.


Four deep in my old school car
I am driving a classic car with three other passengers.


Show Cali why I'm bangin' this crew
I am proving to people in California why my group is the best.


Ice Ice Man, baby, and you know what it do
I have a lot of ice (diamonds) and people recognize me as a great rapper.


Fresher than a fruit bowl
I am well-dressed.


Leanin' like a gas gauge
I am leaning back in my car seat as if I am low on gas.


Straight up off the doors, freestylin' like hair braids
I am rapping spontaneously and effortlessly like braiding hair.


Makin' that candy dance, I'm throwed off the Cali plants
I am feeling the effects of marijuana from California and having a good time.


I'm pressin' on his knee, crawlin' down like fire ants
I am pressing on someone's knee (as a sign of affection) and moving in a way that resembles crawling ants.


I'm higher than a trance, I'm sharper than a star's pants
I am very high and feeling sharper than ever.


Stackin' Franklin and Grants from south bank to spring grass
I am accumulating large amounts of money from various places.


I'm posted like a stamp with my mind on cash
I am stationary and focused on making money.


I'm wheel grippin' and still tippin' Brandi wine on glass
I am driving while holding a wine glass and maintaining control of my car.


I got a screen and a dash, a quarter tank full of gas
My car has a screen and dashboard technology, but I only have a quarter tank of gas.


Smokin' that puff puff pass, throwed; I hope I don't crash
I am smoking marijuana with others and feeling very high, but I hope I don't get into a car accident.


Rippin' the Swisha glass, so I'm flyer than a mockingbird
I am smoking Swisher Sweet cigars and feeling as free and happy as a mockingbird.


Throwed, and I'm old game, cold as a iceberg
I am feeling great and my rap game is strong, as strong as an iceberg's icy exterior.


Now, to broads I'm a sharp-shooter like Steve Kerr
To women, I am very attractive and skilled in attracting them, like basketball coach Steve Kerr is skilled in coaching.


Flash the wrists, 'cause a blur
I am showing off my jewelry by moving my wrists quickly, creating a blur.


Fox fur and flyin' spur
I am wearing a luxurious fox fur and expensive cowboy boots.


Undisputed for sure
I am the best and everyone knows it.


So I'm collectin' these dimes
I am attracting and collecting beautiful women.


Name and number lil' momma 'cause it's checkout time
I am getting the number of a beautiful woman before parting ways (like checking out of a hotel).


I'm slidin' on glass threes, inhalin' the chronic trees
I am walking confidently in expensive sneakers while smoking marijuana.


Pack protection 'cause player hatin' spread like STD's
I am carrying protection (likely a gun) because of the prevalence of people hating on successful people like me.


I'm cool as a ocean breeze; like Chester, I'm chasin' cheese
I am calm and collected, like an ocean breeze, and focused on making money, like the character Chester Cheetah from Cheetos commercials.


I'm stingin' like buzzin' bees, on softly with cheese
I am making money and causing pain to my competition, but doing it smoothly and effortlessly.


Screens fall like all them leaves, makes the TV's rain
I have a lot of TVs and they all display a lot of screens, making it seem like it's raining screens (a metaphor for money).


Take a picture if you please; yeah, my wrist is insane
If people want to take photos of my flashy jewelry, they are welcome to because it is impressive.


Dirty can, diamond chain, so fallin' is off the chain
I am wearing a large diamond chain and a dirty spray can, but my style is still very cool and impressive.


Mind frame, I'm stackin' change
My mindset is focused on making and accumulating money.


I'm so throwed in the game
I am so successful and well-respected in the rap game.


I'm pourin' that purple sprite, and I'm searchin' for broads
I am drinking purple drank (codeine mixed with sprite) and looking for attractive women.


Paper stackin' so my money stretch like extension chords
I am accumulating money so much that it feels like it stretches like an extension cord.


I'm a wide bod rocker in a four on them choppers
I am large in size, like a rock star, and riding in a car with four doors.


I'm on the grind stackin' up my mail like the post office
I am working hard and accumulating money, much like the post office accumulates and delivers mail.


Movin' at slow pace with T Fair as my ace
I am moving slowly, likely due to my drug use, and have my friend T Fair with me as a trusted partner.


Cup full of expensive taste, open mouth and showcase
I am drinking an expensive beverage and showing off my mouth (likely displaying expensive dental work).


I'm throwed up with screens hangin', swangin', breakin' his trust
I am high and have a lot of TVs mounted in my car, moving and bouncing around, causing discomfort to anyone riding with me.


We pourin' up in them cups; that stuff got me leanin' tough
We are pouring codeine and soda into foam cups and it is making me feel extremely high.


Hold up
Wait a moment.


I'm caked up so all the boppers attract
I have a lot of money and am attracting a lot of attractive women.


I got 'em like a softer pal out there runnin' the track
I have women running after me like a racehorse running on a soft track.


Pullin' capers, makin' paper stacks fly as a dove
I am pulling off heists and making a lot of money, as if money is flying toward me like a bird.


A bread breaker, taste maker, baby
I am successful and my actions and decisions have an impact on others.


Holla at ya love, I'm throwed
Talk to me if you want, but I am feeling very high and carefree.


It's the Ice Man, baby, and you know what it do
I am the Ice Man and people recognize me as a skilled rapper and flashy person.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JERMAINE DUPRI, TRAVIS FARRIS, LEWIS KINOSHI, JAMES PHILLIPS, CRYSTAL SLAYTON, PAUL MICHAEL SLAYTON

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