Da Bumble

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[Verse 1] I flipped a Lexi, speed up and catch me Lexus of Concord, reached out and touched me Some of you hoe cake ass niggas like broads be messy I know some beautiful black intelligent women, that's sexy E-40's back and actin' black and I don't be balkin, nor even high cappin You better watch me, I'm comin smebbin Ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven Fade your pistolian, 30-ought-6 custodian Special shout to Casual, Del, the Souls and Opium About the town, the Valley-Joe Just like a democratic, I'm for' the po' Fuck the bumble, new Click Shit ain't no punk ho Pedestrians stumble, sound like a gorilla Tryin to get up out the trunk ho Continue strikin it, hope you likin it Filthy McNasties at the bus stop hitchhikin' it Never reneging or feeling bogus When it comes to spittin I'm ferocious Mannish with it, cabbages, savages Hangin' out the window of the sunroof, ham sandwiches All day, everyday, 40 play He say, she say, bieetch! that-a-way Keep it goin though - don't stop Shakin baking soda, forms a rock 36 zips on a triple beam scale Burn the duct tape but keep all the ya-yo Whip appeal, overkill, extras Really real, apron specialist (Drisidrisomina?) is the illest zaggin 59 clip kizzartridge you know I'm pizzackin' In the mornin, cookin bacon In the ghetto in the bullet-proof apron Here comes the laws, batter ram crushin through my walls Im in my drawers runnin from the K9 cocaine-sniffing dogs Some niggas hate me, some niggas love me Some niggas shake my paw, some niggas mug me I see ya tweakin, I see ya geekin Your bootch is with me while you sleepin A motherfucker ain't gotta be Flash Gordon All up in front of a batch to get a batch That Hector the hoe protector shit won't work That batch just wants your scrizzach Lettin' em know, portfolio zodiac sign Scorpio Seeded and breeded soldier, V-A-L-L-E-J-O Never show weakness to your enemy Never leave your crib with out your pepper, beeotch! I'm tryin' to get nigga rich Open up a shop cotton candy and licorice Cash in stashes, that's a must We made another million and that's a plus Don't get it twisted man, don't try to find me Might be in Switzerland, or Hawaii 1-2-3-40, wheels new shoes scrappin toe to toe Craps, blackjack and keno, strike sideways hit Reno Ball cap tight, no smilin Sittin low sunk profilin, beeitch! Fuck the bumble, new Click shit ain't no punk ho New Click shit ain't no punk ho [Outro chit chat]
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- E-40