Still
Paul Wall Lyrics


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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'

Overall Meaning

"Still Tippin" is a hip hop song by Houston rappers Paul Wall, Slim Thug, and Mike Jones, released in 2005. The song is about the Houston car culture and the lavish lifestyle of the rappers. The phrase "still tippin'" refers to cruising in a car with wide rims and vogues, and "fo' fo's" refers to 4-inch rims. The song incorporates a lot of Southern rap style, characterized by a slow and heavy beat, repetitive rhymes, and catchy hooks.


The song features the chorus "Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues/Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's," repeated several times, which emphasizes the rappers' affinity for cars and pimping women. The lyrics also mention their love for sipping on lean, driving with 5% window tint, and wearing Gucci shades.


The second verse, performed by Mike Jones, talks about his newfound fame and how he went from being ignored by women to having them flock to him. The third verse, performed by Paul Wall, highlights his wealth and success, and how he still stays true to his roots.


Overall, "Still Tippin" celebrates the car culture and the lavish lifestyle of Houston rappers, and how they remain true to their Southern roots while achieving success.


Line by Line Meaning

Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Still driving around in extremely expensive cars that have custom tires and rims while smoking fancy, expensive cigarettes.


Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
I'm engaging in the profession of prostitution and carrying around four guns for protection.


Now look who creepin', look who crawlin' still ballin' in the mix
Check out who's coming through quietly and slowly - we're still doing really well despite being surrounded by competitors.


It's that six-six long dick slim nigga stickin' your chick
I have a very large penis and am having sex with your significant other.


Pullin' tricks lookin' slick at all times when I'm flippin'
I'm performing impressive moves while driving and always looking good while doing it.


Barre sippin', car dippin', Grant wood grain grippin'
I'm drinking a type of codeine syrup, driving quickly around corners, and holding on tight to my expensive car's wooden steering wheel.


Blowin' on the indo, GameCube Nintendo
I'm smoking marijuana and playing video games on a Nintendo GameCube.


Five percent tint so you can't see up in my window
My car's windows are tinted very dark so that no one can see what or who is inside.


These niggas don't understand me 'cause I'm Boss Hogg on candy
These people don't comprehend who I am because I am a powerful figure in the community.


Top down at Maxi's wit' a big Glock nine handy
I'm driving around with the roof down at the Maxi's restaurant and carrying a large handgun for protection.


Pieced up, creased up, stayin' dressed to impress
I'm wearing very expensive jewelry, clothing that is ironed with creases, and always look very fashionable.


Big boss belt buckle under my Mitchell and Ness
I'm wearing a large and impressive belt buckle beneath my brand name clothing.


Oh, Gucci shades up on my braids when I Escalade
I'm wearing Gucci brand sunglasses and have my hair braided while driving in my Escalade car.


When I'm ridin' Sprewells slidin' like a escapade
When I'm driving on Sprewell rims, I'm sliding around like it's an adventure.


I got it made the big boss of the north
I have everything I need and am in charge of the northern part of the area.


Ain't shit changed I still represent SwishaHouse (Ha!)
Nothing has changed and I still support the SwishaHouse record label.


Fo' fo's I'm tippin', wood grain I'm grippin'
I'm driving around in cars with special tires and rims, and holding onto my expensive car's wooden steering wheel.


Catch me lane switchin' with the paint drippin', turn your neck and your dame missin'
You'll see me changing lanes and with fresh paint, and everyone will be looking at me rather than their significant others.


Me and Slim we ain't trippin', I'm figure flippin' and syrup sippin'
My friend Slim and I aren't worried about anything, I'm flipping the music industry around and drinking syrup made from codeine.


Like do or die, I'm po' pimpin' car stop, rims keep spinnin'
As if it's a life or death situation, I'm aggressively engaging in pimping and when my car stops, my wheels keep moving.


I'm flippin' drop with invisible tops, hoes bop when my drop step out
I'm cruising in a convertible car without a visible roof and women dance when I exit the vehicle.


I'm shakin' the block with fo' eighteens, candy green with 11 screens
I'm creating vibrations in the neighborhood with my large speakers and have eleven screens in my car, all with green filters.


My gasoline always supreme, got dirt on the brim with a pint of lean
I only put the highest quality gasoline in my car and have a bit of 'lean', a codeine-based syrup, on the brim of my hat.


It takes grindin' to be a king, it takes grindin' to be a king
It requires hard work to become a successful and powerful figure in society.


First Round Draft Picks comin', who is Mike Jones comin'
Promising young talent is on the way just like artist Mike Jones.


Slab shinin' with the grill and woman, slab shinin' with the grill and woman
My car has a shining and impressive front grille and woman ride in it with me.


I'm Mike Jones, (who?) Mike Jones, the one and only, you can't clone me
I'm Mike Jones and there's only one of me, no one can copy my unique style.


Got a lot of haters and a lot of homies, some friends and some phony
I have many supporters and detractors, some of whom are real friends and others who are fake.


Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me
In the past, women weren't interested in me but now I'm very popular with the opposite sex.


What it do? It's Paul Wall, I'm the People's Champ
Hello, I'm Paul Wall and I'm the champion of the people.


My chain light up like a lamp 'cause now I'm back with the camp
My jewelry is flashy and bright because I'm back with my record label.


I'm crawlin' similar to an ant, 'cause I'm low to the Earth
I'm driving in a low, slow-moving vehicle like an ant crawls on the ground.


People's feelings get hurt when they figure out what I'm worth
When others realize how much money I have, it can cause them emotional pain or envy.


I got eighty fo's pokin' out, at the club I'm showin' out
I have a large number of extremely expensive cars that stand out, and I'm flaunting my wealth in public spaces.


I'm a playa, ain't no doubt, hoes want to know what I'm 'bout
I am skilled at attracting sexual partners and women are interested in what type of person I am.


Biggest diamonds off in my mouth, princess cuts all in my chain
I have very large and impressive diamonds in my mouth and on my jewelry.


Wood grain all in my Range, drippin' stains when I switch lanes
My expensive Range Rover car has wood finishes and when I turn or switch lanes, stains drip from it.


Switched the name, it's still the same, SwishaHouse or SwishaBlast
I may have changed my record label's name, but it is still the same company.


Mike Jones, he runnin' the game and Magnificent 'bout his cash
Mike Jones is controlling the music industry and is focused on earning as much money as possible.


Michael Watts, he made me hot, hard work took me to the top
Michael Watts is responsible for my success, but it took a lot of effort on my part to become successful.


G. Dash took me to the lot, he wrote a check and bought a drop
G. Dash took me to the car lot, where I purchased a convertible car after writing a check.


I got the internet goin' nuts, but T. Farris got my back so now I'm holdin' my nuts
I have become a sensation on the internet, but my manager T. Farris is supporting me so now I am feeling more confident.


It's Paul Wall baby, what you know 'bout me?
This is Paul Wall saying hello, what do you know about me?


I'm on that five nine Southlea, baby, holla at me
I'm located on the Southlea road numbered 59 and want people to contact me to hang out.


Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin'
I am engaging in the profession of prostitution and carrying around weapons for protection.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Mike Jones, Paul Micharl Slayton, Stayve Thomas, Salih Williams

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@loyal4lyfe

Top 10 hardest hip hop beats of all time
(No particular order)

1. Dr Dre "b*tches ain't sh*t"
2.Mike Jones "still tipping"
3.Yukmouth "falling"
4.2pac "Pain" (above the rim soundtrack)
5.Trick Daddy "Hold On"
6. Pastor Troy "We Ready"
7.Big Daddy Kane "ain't no half steppin"
8. Snoop Dog "ain't no fun"
9.Dr Dre "The message"
10.Scarface "high powered"

Honorable mention
Nemesis "munchies for your bass"



All comments from YouTube:

@jaystockman7087

For the kids that think this actually came out 11 months ago, we will keep you in our prayers.

@itzZzBroOokLyn

I refuse to believe I was in highschool when this came out in 2005🤣🤣 brb gonna go cry

@shadowstonar360

16 when this came out and thuggin it

@SilTintellect

😂😂😂

@turtlejohnson6415

Lmfao, best comment I ever read

@jaystockman7087

I was already in the Army when this came out.

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@LiLi-xy3pf

Who here in 2024??

@vipdrumnbass9682

Yep

@louier4172

SINCE Gamecube; NINTENDO

@LA_i6

Still woodgrain grippin

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