Chose Me Paul Wall (Ft. Berner & Snoop Dogg)

[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
She told me I'm the fliest, I don't disagree
Swiss made, rich footwear made from Sicily
Come around me talkin' down, bro you missin' me
Want a meal ticket, playa hatin' ain't the recipe
Why hate cause you saw me in an eye 8
Ya bitch was lookin at me, you was lookin' eyerate
Now you searchin' for my flaws like spygate
Investigatin' why I got food on my plate
Don't mistake me for a mauge, no I ain't
Straight up outta texas, only real ones in my state
You got a side bitch? Bro, I got side cake
Give a fuck about a bopper, no I can't
Why you hatin' on a playa? check ya hoe, mane
Talkin' down, droppin' salt, you got no game
And all that pillow talk shows you are soo lame
Startin' all this drama for some fame, man ya bitch chose me

[Chorus: Paul Wall]
Ya bitch chose me, ya bitch chose me
Ya bitch chose me
You know the rules to the game, man
Ya bitch chose me, ya bitch chose me
Ya bitch chose me
You know the rules to the game, man
Ya bitch chose me