Round Here
Paul Wall Lyrics


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[Chorus]
Guess it's just a hood thing, woodgrain, grippin on the Friday*
My chain lookin like the sun
Swag turned way up, maybe 'cause I'm draped up, stay plush
I don't know where y'all come from
But that's just how we do (that's-that's how we do it 'round here)
That's how we do it 'round here (that's-that's how we do it 'round here)
That's how we do (that's-that's how we do it 'round here)
That's how we do it 'round here (that's-that's-that's-that's-that's how we do it 'round here)
That's how we do

Knock, knock, who is it? Guess who come to pay a visit?
It's the Mr. Walking Blizzard, with the "here lizard, lizard"
Flyer than a flock of pigeons, the earlobes are vivid
But if you try to test, you'll get smoked like a brisket
Last palace, fast livin, Family Guy like Peter Griffin
And my wallet is stuffed like turkeys at Thanksgiving
I grind hard, my pockets full like Easter Mass
Paper long, my money stretchin like yoga class
"Get Money", yeah that's my task, I'm throwed like a piece of trash
My wrists light up like camera flash while commentators live in the past
But me and Koopa back on our mash from Antoine to Ledbetter
Got more paper than a mail shredder, 'cause 'round here we go getters

[Chorus]

Chamillitary mayne, who knowin just how I do, so it's time to turn up your tuner
With radio play or not, they talk about me like a rumor (rumor)
And they hope my album will leak on the streets and come sooner (sooner)
I now renounce my throne as the King of Zamunda
Hollywood, not true, been sick, ah-choo
The inventors of the "what it do, " where the Don Kings of the candy blue
We don't really mean to brag but we legends so act like you knew
That we one notch below Pimp and Screw but we (way higher than you)
I'm skatin, no Daytons, with Paul Wall to plate and (plate and)
Ya must've got us mistaken 'cause ain't no play-action fakin (fakin)
Earthquakin, trunk shakin (shakin), the realest in my state and (say what?)
The treat me like I'm God, they be like As-Salamu Alaykum, so vacant

[Chorus]

'Round here the grind pays, it's all work and no play
My pockets thick like Deltas and my Sprite's pink like AKA's
Brace yourself, you'll be amazed, all haters can suck on these
Me and Cham back in the game, I'm Reggie Bush, he's Drew Brees
I run the mic and he's so thoed, now all the blogs are quite pleased
'Cause they thought we fell off like dry scalp and bad weave
"Get Ya Mind Correct" please, my wrist cold like winter breeze
'Cause I'm grindin up all night like little kids on Christmas Eve
I keep the stacks on deck like a lawn chair
The wristware give off a glare, so when ya stare, do so with care
'Round here we one hundred but them boys far from it
Everyday I'm in the paper like the comics, how we do it 'round here





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The song "Round Here" by Paul Wall featuring Chamillionaire is an ode to their hometown, Houston, and the manner in which they conduct themselves. The lyrics speak to the commonalities within the community, such as the love for woodgrain, chains that resemble the sun, and plush living. However, at the same time, Paul Wall and Chamillionaire acknowledge their elevated status as celebrities, as they talk about their fame, money, and power. Additionally, they also address the hate and the doubters who thought they fell off. Overall, the message of the song is that they are proud of where they come from, and they're not changing their way of life for anyone.


The chorus is catchy and repetitive, with the line "That's how we do it 'round here" used as a way to emphasize the unique culture and style of Houston. The verses are full of clever wordplay with references to pop culture, including Family Guy's Peter Griffin, Antoine to Ledbetter (a reference to a famous street in Houston), and even the King of Zamunda from Eddie Murphy's Coming to America. Chamillionaire's verse boasts of his status as a legend in the game, while Paul Wall compares his grind to Reggie Bush and Drew Brees's on the football field.


Line by Line Meaning

Guess it's just a hood thing, woodgrain, grippin on the Friday
The act of gripping the steering wheel heavily while the car runs smoothly on the streets with wooden interiors is a common occurrence among people of our neighborhood


My chain lookin like the sun
My chain is as shiny and radiant as the sun


Swag turned way up, maybe 'cause I'm draped up, stay plush
I exude confidence and style, possibly because I'm wearing lavish clothing and surrounded by luxury


I don't know where y'all come from
I'm not sure where you all are from


But that's just how we do (that's-that's how we do it 'round here)
But, that's just how things are done in our neighborhood


Knock, knock, who is it? Guess who come to pay a visit?
Someone is at my doorstep, trying to gain my attention


It's the Mr. Walking Blizzard, with the "here lizard, lizard"
It’s me, Mr. Walking Blizzard, with the catchphrase “here lizard, lizard”


Flyer than a flock of pigeons, the earlobes are vivid
I'm more stylish and eye-catching than a group of swift pigeons, with my earlobes adorned with expensive jewelry


But if you try to test, you'll get smoked like a brisket
If someone tries to challenge or confront me, they will be defeated easily


Last palace, fast livin, Family Guy like Peter Griffin
Living life of one's dreams, enjoying a high-class lifestyle, much like the artist Peter Griffin of television show Family Guy


And my wallet is stuffed like turkeys at Thanksgiving
My wallet is overflowing with cash, like the stuffing inside a turkey during Thanksgiving


I grind hard, my pockets full like Easter Mass
I work hard to earn money, just as people come with their pockets full to attend Easter Mass


Paper long, my money stretchin like yoga class
I have vast amounts of wealth and my spending capacity is vast like the stretches of yoga class


"Get Money", yeah that's my task, I'm throwed like a piece of trash
Earning wealth is my priority and I'm carefree like a discarded piece of garbage


My wrists light up like camera flash while commentators live in the past
My wrists filled with jewelry glisten, while detractors remain stuck in the past


But me and Koopa back on our mash from Antoine to Ledbetter
My friend Koopa and I are back on the road, cruising from Antoine to Ledbetter streets


Got more paper than a mail shredder, 'cause 'round here we go getters
I have an uncountable amount of wealth, because people of our neighborhood are hard-working and motivated


Chamillitary mayne, who knowin just how I do, so it's time to turn up your tuner
Chamillitary is my team, we are always aware of the affairs of the community and it's time for you to focus on my music


With radio play or not, they talk about me like a rumor (rumor)
Regardless of my popularity on the airwaves, people talk about me in whispers and rumors


And they hope my album will leak on the streets and come sooner (sooner)
Fans are eager for my album to release early to grab a copy


I now renounce my throne as the King of Zamunda
I give up my long-held reign as the King of the fictional nation of Zamunda


Hollywood, not true, been sick, ah-choo
I've been feeling unwell recently, Hollywood is not responsible for it


The inventors of the "what it do, " where the Don Kings of the candy blue
We are the originators of the popular phrase "what it do", and rule the streets in our blue cars


We don't really mean to brag but we legends so act like you knew
We are legendary and renowned, but we don't intend to flaunt it, so it's better to acknowledge it quietly


That we one notch below Pimp and Screw but we (way higher than you)
In terms of status, we are right below renowned Texas rappers Pimp C and DJ Screw, but still way higher in status than the average person


I'm skatin, no Daytons, with Paul Wall to plate and (plate and)
I'm driving smoothly, without worries or hazards, with rapper Paul Wall beside me


Ya must've got us mistaken 'cause ain't no play-action fakin (fakin)
Don't mistake us for being fake and putting up a front, we're always sincere


Earthquakin, trunk shakin (shakin), the realest in my state and (say what?)
My style and music is so powerful, it has the potential to make the earth shake and the car trunk rattle, and I am considered the most authentic in my state


The treat me like I'm God, they be like As-Salamu Alaykum, so vacant
My fans treat me with utmost respect and often compare me to a deity, while I remain unfazed by the attention


'Round here the grind pays, it's all work and no play
In our neighborhood, working hard is the key to success and enjoyment


My pockets thick like Deltas and my Sprite's pink like AKA's
My pockets are overflowing with money and my Sprite soda is in the pink shade of Delta Sigma Theta and Alpha Kappa Alpha sororities


Brace yourself, you'll be amazed, all haters can suck on these
Get ready to be impressed, and all those who criticize can deal with it


Me and Cham back in the game, I'm Reggie Bush, he's Drew Brees
My collaborator Chamillionaire and I are back in the rap industry, I'm Reggie Bush and he's Drew Brees, much like the successful football duo


I run the mic and he's so thoed, now all the blogs are quite pleased
I control the microphone, while my partner Chamillionaire has a unique sound, which has been appreciated by the media


'Cause they thought we fell off like dry scalp and bad weave
Media and fans were under the impression that we lost our touch, much like someone with dandruff or a bad hair weave


"Get Ya Mind Correct" please, my wrist cold like winter breeze
Don't forget our debut album "Get Ya Mind Correct", now my wrist is so cold, it feels like a winter breeze


'Cause I'm grindin up all night like little kids on Christmas Eve
I'm persistently working hard, much like kids who can't sleep on Christmas Eve


I keep the stacks on deck like a lawn chair
I keep my money in stacks nearby, just like a folding lawn chair


The wristware give off a glare, so when ya stare, do so with care
My jewelry is so dazzling and shining, that one must be cautious when looking at it


'Round here we one hundred but them boys far from it
Here, we are one hundred percent genuine, unlike some others who claim to be honest but aren't


Everyday I'm in the paper like the comics, how we do it 'round here
I am constantly in the news, like a comic strip, this is how successful people of our neighborhood operate




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Comments from YouTube:

Darion Martin

This goes so hard, I think they brought the best out of each other on this track. They are just meant to wrk together even though they went through issues. They have alot of chemistry b/c they grew up together. Even though they might disagree on things they make great music together

John Courty

damn paul wall got some good lyrics man credit to him man

Mercston55

Cham KILLS the hook!!!!

Nemesis z

amazing hook!

Bencake1337

cham killin it, ofcourse

Andre Barrow

beast song minus the skipping but heart of a champion will be a sick album paul wall never disapoint.

Anthony Sarmiento

shit cham .. the best in the game can take as long as he wants to drop his cd so i can wait .. i dont know why everyones complaining .. if u love cham u can wait for the multi platinum album to drop .. i have faith in my artist

slimkilla321

WE NEED ANOTHER PAUL AND CHAM ALBUM THEN VENOM

swishahousetv

HEART OF A CHAMPION IN STORES NOW!!

africanmaan

damn this shit made me extra proud to say im from Texas and oh shit im viewer number 808

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