Fried

E-40 & Marty James & Tech N9ne - Rap, Bay Area Rap
Fried
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March 29, 2011.
Lyrics
[Chorus: E-40 & Marty James] OOOUH! I'm so high, so high, think I can fly (Touch the sky) 'Bout my bread, so damn thowed, touched in the head Man, I'm fried! (Fried) I'm gettin' lit tonight, got kush and a half a pint Man, I'm fried! (Fried) I'm down and high, I'ma put it on a bitch tonight Man, I'm fried! (Fried) Burnt (Fried), twisted (Fried) Out there (Fried), finished (Fried) Through (Fried), gone (Fried) Zapped (Fried), stoned (Fried) Burnt (Fried), twisted (Fried) Out there (Fried), finished (Fried) Through (Fried), gone (Fried) Zapped (Fried), stoned (Fried) [Verse 1: E-40] Tonight I'm 'bout to be sloppy, outta my mind and my body Mayne, I'ma find me a hottie, up in the club in the party I'm off this Landy and proper, she off that rum and Bacardi Lil mami freaky and naughty, body like Buffie the Body Say girl, my money ain't trippin', baby, but I don't be trickin' In the Bay where I stay we be all up into that pimpin' She want me to wife her but I don't love her, I like her And not only that, but I got two just like her I'm a baller, a grinder, a whale, a top hat, a timer for real Clout and big clientele, you could tell that I'm 'bout my mail Wipin' the sweat off my face with a bill A fixture up out of Vallejo On a major scale, gettin' gouda and havin' scrill (BIATCH!) [Chorus: E-40 & Marty James] OOOUH! I'm so high, so high, think I can fly (Touch the sky) 'Bout my bread, so damn thowed, touched in the head Man, I'm fried! (Fried) I'm gettin' lit tonight, got kush and a half a pint Man, I'm fried! (Fried) I'm down and high, I'ma put it on a bitch tonight Man, I'm fried! (Fried) Burnt (Fried), twisted (Fried) Out there (Fried), finished (Fried) Through (Fried), gone (Fried) Zapped (Fried), stoned (Fried) Burnt (Fried), twisted (Fried) Out there (Fried), finished (Fried) Through (Fried), gone (Fried) Zapped (Fried), stoned (Fried) [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] Hot fish grease, ain't no touchin' this beast Spits heat, listen, fixing to get treats on this beat Watch Tech, he's a hot mess Poppin' pilly, say somethin' silly like wasp's nests When you fried, it sounds weird, mayne We're sane, better yet, we're insane, but packing pure game The tears came, then something said "Here's fame" Year's Strange, get Lear planes, dames don't fear brain 40 Water, they can't touch us like a vamp in holy water I know he caught a show, but he don't know the we flow, we oughta Some know we hotter, in the club just don't be part of looks He got a token without us like Pac with no Kidada [Chorus: E-40 & Marty James] OOOUH! I'm so high, so high, think I can fly (Touch the sky) 'Bout my bread, so damn thowed, touched in the head Man, I'm fried! (Fried) I'm gettin' lit tonight, got kush and a half a pint Man, I'm fried! (Fried) I'm down and high, I'ma put it on a bitch tonight Man, I'm fried! (Fried) Burnt (Fried), twisted (Fried) Out there (Fried), finished (Fried) Through (Fried), gone (Fried) Zapped (Fried), stoned (Fried) Burnt (Fried), twisted (Fried) Out there (Fried), finished (Fried) Through (Fried), gone (Fried) Zapped (Fried), stoned (Fried) [Verse 3: E-40] My elevator don't go all the way to the top (To the top) I'm couple beers short of a fuckin' keg (Fuckin' keg) I got a few screws loose (Few screws loose) I ain't playin with a full deck (Full deck) I be extra'd out (Extra'd out), talking hella loud (Hella loud) I be too turnt up, mayne, I'm hella wild (Hella wild) Fried (Fried), throwed in the head, out there He was bumpin' gums and thought that I was scared, now he outta here Money don't make me, I make money (That's right) Me and a couple of my crash dummies Bar none, but at the bar on somethin' (At the bar) Cranapple juice and Ketel One Vodka, still popping my collar the way I really act (Really act) But it ain't really an act, it's just a fact Real dudes make real moves (Real moves) These dudes too little to fit my shoes (My shoes) [Chorus: E-40 & Marty James] OOOUH! I'm so high, so high, think I can fly (Touch the sky) 'Bout my bread, so damn thowed, touched in the head Man, I'm fried! (Fried) I'm gettin' lit tonight, got kush and a half a pint Man, I'm fried! (Fried) I'm down and high, I'ma put it on a bitch tonight Man, I'm fried! (Fried) Burnt (Fried), twisted (Fried) Out there (Fried), finished (Fried) Through (Fried), gone (Fried) Zapped (Fried), stoned (Fried) Burnt (Fried), twisted (Fried) Out there (Fried), finished (Fried) Through (Fried), gone (Fried) Zapped (Fried), stoned (Fried)
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Credits
- Writers
- Jelly Roll (Big Baby)
- E-40
- Tech N9ne
- Marty James