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[E-40]<br />Sticky icky doo-hickey smokin on a spliffy mickie<br />Think he mixin some hash with some of that Humboldt County grass<br />with dis sleazy from Union City, she wanted to freak me<br />when I was sticky but we did it anyway<br />Look, drop one or three dozen nickel-plated stapler<br />up under my seat, why? Robbers on my feet<br />Uhh, cops Elroy's po-po's wanna glock me<br />Chops, Elroy's ran up in my car<br />I hope none of y'all ain't in there crackin on the Presedential<br />under my umbrella yibbidy yackin and jaw jackin<br />and up in there singin a capella<br />Cause that ain't the way the GAME was designed<br />You 'posed to see that if you BLIND<br />Blastin, cocked to the side, blowzin<br />Comin up out of the chicken spot, pimp - walkin<br />I'ms on my way to the pizznickin spot, ice - sparklin<br />Pullin out was a n-ah-n-uh-nightmare and I be bossin<br /><br />Chorus: E-40<br /><br />Where all my hustlers at?<br />Where all my rugers, where all my clap-them-gats?<br />Where all my shooters? Dude when you stay, pop collars<br />Smoke tweed, twenty-fo' hours<br />Where all my ballers at?<br />Where all my timahs, shot callers at?<br />Where all my grimies? It's heavy weight<br />Give me the money, the pussy, the car and I'm straight<br /><br />[E-40]<br />I pull up on the set - somebody died?<br />Why all the long faces - playboy, it's dry<br />Dry as in dry? Dry as in thirsty<br />cause we ain't had no work since Thursday<br />Know you ain't believe us but I got it, who want it?<br />By the way how y'all been survivin? Shoot we been STEPPIN on it!<br />Uhh - cut out the middle<br />From here on out {*cough*} no more scribble<br />Fast quota, fuck a slow nig'<br />Nigga my fetti's just as long as Ron Jeremy's dick!<br />Eighty-one years olda, pimpin don't trip!<br />Who you be bumpin? E-40 and The Click!<br />Uhh, I see the heads know me in the wind(?)<br />Family where you been? The pen, get in!<br />Get skirrrt, vzzzzzt, bend the block<br />What you see two crackheads steppin over, what? A rock<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />[E-40]<br />Gimme a, Cadillac with a black man's drank<br />A forty ounce, the ghetto champagne<br />The lap dance, thick-ass (?) like to bounce<br />Take off her clothes and get butt-naked, Southern girl down South<br />A record deal so I ain't gotta dope deal<br />A faithful botch, a home-cooked meal<br />Take, I like a (?) estate<br />with them long-ass fifteen minute driveways with a guard at the gate<br /><br />Chorus 2X
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[E-40]<br />Sticky icky doo-hickey smokin on a spliffy mickie<br />Think he mixin some hash with some of that Humboldt County grass<br />with dis sleazy from Union City, she wanted to freak me<br />when I was sticky but we did it anyway<br />Look, drop one or three dozen nickel-plated stapler<br />up under my seat, why? Robbers on my feet<br />Uhh, cops Elroy's po-po's wanna glock me<br />Chops, Elroy's ran up in my car<br />I hope none of y'all ain't in there crackin on the Presedential<br />under my umbrella yibbidy yackin and jaw jackin<br />and up in there singin a capella<br />Cause that ain't the way the GAME was designed<br />You 'posed to see that if you BLIND<br />Blastin, cocked to the side, blowzin<br />Comin up out of the chicken spot, pimp - walkin<br />I'ms on my way to the pizznickin spot, ice - sparklin<br />Pullin out was a n-ah-n-uh-nightmare and I be bossin<br /><br />Chorus: E-40<br /><br />Where all my hustlers at?<br />Where all my rugers, where all my clap-them-gats?<br />Where all my shooters? Dude when you stay, pop collars<br />Smoke tweed, twenty-fo' hours<br />Where all my ballers at?<br />Where all my timahs, shot callers at?<br />Where all my grimies? It's heavy weight<br />Give me the money, the pussy, the car and I'm straight<br /><br />[E-40]<br />I pull up on the set - somebody died?<br />Why all the long faces - playboy, it's dry<br />Dry as in dry? Dry as in thirsty<br />cause we ain't had no work since Thursday<br />Know you ain't believe us but I got it, who want it?<br />By the way how y'all been survivin? Shoot we been STEPPIN on it!<br />Uhh - cut out the middle<br />From here on out {*cough*} no more scribble<br />Fast quota, fuck a slow nig'<br />Nigga my fetti's just as long as Ron Jeremy's dick!<br />Eighty-one years olda, pimpin don't trip!<br />Who you be bumpin? E-40 and The Click!<br />Uhh, I see the heads know me in the wind(?)<br />Family where you been? The pen, get in!<br />Get skirrrt, vzzzzzt, bend the block<br />What you see two crackheads steppin over, what? A rock<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />[E-40]<br />Gimme a, Cadillac with a black man's drank<br />A forty ounce, the ghetto champagne<br />The lap dance, thick-ass (?) like to bounce<br />Take off her clothes and get butt-naked, Southern girl down South<br />A record deal so I ain't gotta dope deal<br />A faithful botch, a home-cooked meal<br />Take, I like a (?) estate<br />with them long-ass fifteen minute driveways with a guard at the gate<br /><br />Chorus 2X
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