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Whoooooo! } I ain't the vison of the fans shit, Marshall whips with big wheels Bad bitches on big hills and Lugosi eatin' the big deals. I'm careful with pussy, pussy, cause pussy
Different Strokes Jealous ex-boyfriend havin rap groupie tramp punk hoe Stop callin me, don't e-mail me, don't come to my shows Kill that I love you talk
no business to talk to me like that! [Man] What the fuck's a matter with you You stank pussy bitch! [Tanisha Michelle] You the stank pussy motherfucker
[E-40 talking] Testing, testing...testing testing Uh, Sick Wid It, Sick Wid It 707, Sick Wid It Records, Sick Wid It Click shit, Click shit nigga Click
club flossin' 40 thou' in my stacks, 20 stacks in my jeans No real boss niggaz do real boss things We bout that shit, you just talkin' You'nna slang rocks
that talks, he's a bitch) 4x [ VERSE 1 ] Would you look, would you listen Niggas be snitchin, talkin, rattin All up in the joint, man, singin, chattin Talkin
and plus a pumpkin in a pumpkin patch He's a wussy (wussy) if I didn't know better, seriously Pimpin, you'd think he got a pussy (got a pussy) [Chorus: E-40
Just tell me what you need [Verse 3: E-40] Gotta go pick up my folks from the Greyhound station, he 33 Said he ain't had pussy since pussy had he He
go go) G-E-T N-A-K-E-D(ay, I remember the first time I met you) G-E-T N-A-K-E-D(I knew I wanted to get naked) G-E-T N-A-K-E-D(right here? right now?)
after that Except you layin in a casket black Suit on you can't go to heaven with timberland boots on No subliminals I ain't talkin to you Shawn I'm talkin
(feat. E-40, Sly Boogy) Roll somethin (yeah) smoke somethin (right) Drank somethin (what) flow somethin (hey) [Chorus] Niggaz try to talk that talk
give a fuck where you're from fuck with us & i'm a show your pussy ass we ain't scared to bust from the c-e-o to the rest of us we (soooo serious) [
I got a pussy ass voice so you say But you listen to it anyway You say I can't rap but where the fuck are you Just keep talking shit cause that's what
and hit them niggas where it hurts If I die today, remember me like John Lennon Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh [Lil Wayne] Talk stupid
kicking the proverb and every time I?m talking I slurred don?t fuck with me or my thug I?m shell shocked I carry 2 glocks straight off the block where the bitches pussy