Paul Wall - Grillz

What it do, baby? (Uh), it's the iceman, Paul Wall (yeah)
I got my mouth lookin' somethin' like a disco ball (yeah)
I got the diamonds and the ice, all hand set
I might cause a cold front if I take a deep breath (already)
My teeth gleamin', like I'm chewin' on aluminum foil
Smilin', showin' off my diamonds, sippin' on some potent oil
I put my money where my mouth is and bought a grill
20 carats, 30 stacks, let 'em know, I'm so fo' real (yeah)
My motivation is them 30 pointers, VVS
The frontage in my mouthpiece simply symbolize success (that's right)
I got the wrist wear and neck wear that's captivatin' (wut?)
But it's my smile that got these onlookers spectatin' (wow)
My mouthpiece simply certified a total package
Open up my mouth, and you see more carrots than a salad (c'mon, man)
My teeth are mind blowin' givin' everybody chills
Call me George Forem