give her the keys (Uuugghh!)Ooohh (Uuugghh!)Ooohh (Uuugghh!)Ooohh [x2] Now shawty sang it to me Oooohh! Ooohh! Ooohh! Ooohh! And I'm a give her the keys
let back Now, shawty, you know that's hot I'mma give her the keys And I'mma give her the keys Now shawty sang it to me And I'mma give her the keys From
(feat. E-40, Rappin 4-Tay, Spice-1) Weeble-lations!! [E-40] Weeble-lations testin, testin. Testin, testin, hey, turn my mic up, this a bitch, I got
(feat. E-40) [E-40] Hook up and do a song together Ugh ugh, let's hook up and do a song Uh huh, uh huh uh huh Already know, game orienfested Ugh, irrequested
E-40, Suga T (repeat 4X) [E] Want me to tie yo' shoes? [S] Yeah (YEAHHH) [E] Want me to lace you? [S] Lace me (lace me up!) [E] Suga, I'm a man and
love) and the V, the V, the V, the V One love (one love) welll (there's only one love) it's the E, the E, the E, the E
DipSet, E-40, Lil' Jon, Jennifer Hudson and Norah Jones Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz
rock cleats on concrete So get the pictuah My rap style'll hit ya 'til ya move back This ain't the kind of shit that help Stella get her groove back It
to the mic Stay drunk all week, I'm at my Peak like Pike I'm never at my peak, I'm killin fifth after fifth I drink mo' 40's than Tash and E-Swift (hell
with a tight drop with dem buck I dont give a fuck all them fuckin haters you know they stuck cause Im strapped witha 9 Im strapped witha 40 Flem got
play for DipSet, E-40, Lil' Jon, Jennifer Hudson and Norah Jones Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones On the left, we have Lenny
keys Please You alreay know All in my face talkin crazy But you alreay know Plus I'm cold wit' it I'm cold wit' it I'm cold wit' it [e-40] I came wit
trees Reliable sources copying keys, oh please One for the life and two for death, three damn strikes no chances left Let me tell ya lil' 'bout me E-40
' ta give me the blues I ain't a mutha fuckin' Italian but my crew run like the Mafia 8ball, 4-Tay, Banks an' 40 Water An' me Bossalini, Freddy Chico
bop cause we gone come through and we got hard rock yep, always lookin, hooked up with tha clay, always cookin gone blade knife cookin keys in the kitchen give
stumble to the mic Stay drunk all week, I'm at my peak like pike I'm never at my peak, I'm killin' fifth after fifth I drink mo' 40's than Tash and E
rock cleats on concrete So get the pictuah My rap style'll hit ya 'til ya move back This ain't the kind of shit that help stella get her groove back It