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Y'all ready to get this thing started (YEAH) |
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Y'all ready to get crunk (YEAH) |
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Aww Shit |
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[Intro] |
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Lets go baby girl, Let's go |
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Lets get the muther fucking flow, baby girl let's girl |
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Everybody in the club got the flow for sho' |
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Some mother fuckers slap on backs for sho' |
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Now let's go |
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Let's go baby girl, Let's go |
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Let's get the muther fucking flow, baby girl let's girl |
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All my niggaz in the club got the flow for sho' |
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Some mother fuckers slap on backs for sho' |
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Now let's go |
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[DJ Kayslay] |
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I don't think y'all understand whats about to go down right now |
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DJ Kayslay the drama king in the building with my nigga E-40 |
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Yo Rick Rock, this is cracking right here baby |
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I need everybody to turn this shit up loud as you can |
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And rock to this shit like never before, Let's go!! |
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[E-40] |
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Never running out of lingo |
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Forty water right back at 'em with another single |
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Money longer than the neck on a flamingo |
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twenty-thosand on a bet in a casino |
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I got a partner on parol that just got out of Chino |
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Not a rookie but a vet, like Dan Marino |
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My favorite actor on the set, Al Pacino |
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This is a heater man, hot, like jalepeno |
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Follow the leader |
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Forty from Califoolya, you hear it and you speago |
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My life ain't no cartoon, i'ts not animated like Zito |
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High like a hot air ballonist, i'm just an opportunist |
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The sooner the better you let me know you we can do this |
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Exuse me lady I've been looking at you from over here |
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I was wondering if I could buy you a beer and maybe later we can cut |
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I don't wanna be your man, I don't wanna be, let's have a one night stand |
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I know I don't know you and stuff but maybe we can get to know each other |
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over a couple glasses of whatever in this cup |
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I don't wanna go and dance, I don't wanna, let's have a one night stand. |
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[E-40] |
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Let's get it cracking like some broken bones, money mackin' |
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Talking on those burnt out phones, Cadallackin' |
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Wood grain dash and doors and floor mats |
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Good game, cash, I stash and store raps |
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PS2 clarity, diamond watches, super bad botches |
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Ankler and Cotches and Choppers fresh out the boxes |
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I like to polish my rims and tires, hundred spoke wires |
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With Armorol baby wipes because them Daytons require |
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Nothing but the best on flesh, just like sex |
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Rubbin lotion all on her Gluteus Maximus |
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I don't see no ring, all I see is miss sixty jeans |
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Walking through the club like she ready to do some things |
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Full of that turtle got Forty smelling like skunk |
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But everybody know you can't smell yourself when your drunk |
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Posted at the bar lookin like a star, I ghetto ball |
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Two way me your number, I'll give a player a call |
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[Chorus] |
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[E-40] |
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This is for my folks in Zalets and all my guys |
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There's a new rapper in town, E-40's on the rise |
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Known for having Sic Wid It records and Jive ties |
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Business man, always at work like Barry Wise |
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The guy with all the slang in the game, up out the Yeh |
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Gorillas, Marie world Africa USA, ya feel us |
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Its sick out here in the Bay where we stay |
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We killas, I wish someone would come and pray |
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Live life like their ain't no tommorow, ain't no tommorow |
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Life is something that you can't borrow, that you can't borrow |
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Every days a holiday, every day man we celebrate |
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Every day we modulate, every day man we perculate |
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[Chorus] |
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[Intro] |
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