E-40 The Slap Lyrics
[E-40]
Ooooh, I'm everything but nothin, my weeblization be thuggin
My music be all in the club, my fo' 15's be sub,
And my drums and my brake pads on my car be rubbin
My oldest, and my youngest son always nuggin
Bumpin, me and my cabinet savage, badness
Dumpin, on phony-ass fake-ass plastic, faggots
Grindin, dippin and divin, applyin pressure
Rhymin, in the +Lab+ like +Dexter+
Packin Winchester, penetrates the vesta
Catch a, bitch-a, out there oughta wet'cha
Kinda sorta liquored, liquor kinda sore, measure, grams
Digital scale, green eggs & hams
Yams, candy yam, spam, DAMN!
Loaded, my cheese, peanut butter & jam
Sam'mich, mannish, me and my hispanics
Vanish, talkin in codes like we from different planets
[Chorus - Kaveo]
Ay, what y'all players ridin to? What y'all bumpin mayn?
(The slap!) What they knockin in the track?
What all my block niggas listenin to?
(The slap!) What about my ? players and West coast cats?
What they listenin to?
(The slap!) And I know my down South, midwest and East coast folks
is fuckin with (the slap!)
[E-40]
I've got white girl for sale!
And I don't mean caucausian, I'm talkin about yayo
2-way goin off, like a high school bell
A hundred bucks it cost me for my faulty chip sale
Around the corner from Starbucks coffee talkin to my gal
My frontin lil' broad up out of Tacoma askin for some mail
Like I'm some type of trick! Really? musty mouth BOOTCH!
Get smacked silly, get smacked silly
Musty mouth BOOTCH, get smacked silly
Puffin on a Phizznilly blunt, I'm really real
Herbal kill deal chill pill scrill deal (deal)
Feel 'til Phil heal skill (skill)
Grindin, grittin & grindin, lurkin, seekin and searchin
Skirtin, tellin that durban work it (work it)
Caitlin Candy's drinkin and gurpin, E&J brandy burpin, {?}
Chickens and birdies pickin a chef to serve it
Servin, c-c-c-coffee, pop, bleedin the block for ravi (?)
Milkin the block for fetti like a pregnant bitch's titties
[Chorus]
[E-40]
Ooooh, ooooh
Talk my way out of anything, got my hands off in everything
If my money ever got funny, I'd pawn my Walter Potter engagement ring
If I was to pass away tomorrow, with a self-inflicted wound to the melon
Just remember y'all, I had the mouthpiece of car salesman
Heart beat of a gorilla, peel a cap back, to the tender fat
Put out a contract, bring you back your hats
Hypothetically speaking, not any time soon
Fly fittest finest player leakin, Daniel Boone boom BOOM boom
Creepin, fly right through your living room while you're sleepin
Peakin, tweakin, geekin, screamin
Chicken is sneakin but we was supposed to done had a meetin
Renegin fakin in whom I trust, standin outside of the club schemin
Scammin plottin and plannin yammin, yes sir and yes ma'am'n
Double agent, playin a 50's loose cannon, new shoe
You ain't even cool fool dude you a trick (trick)
Take it from the Water Man, straight big stick
[Chorus]
[E-40]
The beat keeps knockin down my rear view mirror {*7X*}
Slap!!
See also other E-40 lyrics
- Like a Jungle Lyrics
- Let Em Have It Lyrics
- Fed Lyrics
- Yay Area Lyrics
- Record Company Skit Lyrics
- Borrow Yo' Broad Lyrics
- Ya Blind Lyrics
- Gouda Lyrics
- Rat Heads Lyrics
- Get Breaded Lyrics
- Earl That's Yo' Life Lyrics
- The Mail Man Lyrics