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SINGER: E 40
SONG:Da Bumble
I flipped a lexi speed up and catch me Lexus of concord reached out and touched me Some of you hoe fake ass niggas like roz be messy I know some beautiful black intelligent women they're sexy E 40's back and blackened i don't be barkin No even high cappin you better watch me I'm comin snippin ninety five ninety six ninety seven Bet your persodian 30 r 6 castodian Special shot to casual deal the sales in opium About the town, the valley joe Just like a democratic, i'm from the hall Fuck the bumble, you bitch it ain't no punk hoe Pedestrian stumble sound like a gorilla tryin To get up out of a trunk hoe Continue strikin it, hope you likin it They'l be makin nasties at the bus stop and trackin it Every egg that i pull in bulges When it comes to spittin i'm ferocious Management in cabbages, savage Hangin out when all the sudden i'm eatin ham sandwiches All day, everyday, 40 play, he say She say, bieetch! that-a-way, keep it goin now Don't stop, shakin baking soda, forms a rock 36 steps on a triple beam scale Burn the duct tape but keep all the ya-yo Rip a peel, extra crisp, really really Ate it like i'm a specialist (drisidrisomina?) is the illest zaggin Thinkin i put cause like this You know i'm (puzackin'?), n the morning, makin bacon From the ghetto in the bullet-proof apron Here comes the laws, valium crushin through my balls I rip my draw-string, runnin from the canine cocaine-sniffing dogs Some niggaz hate me, some niggaz love me Some niggaz shake my paw, some niggaz love me I see ya tweakin, i see ya peekin Your roaches with me, while you're sleepin A motherfucker ain't gotta be flash gordon on The front of a bash to get a bash have you one more Protect the shit one more duct dash to come up your ??? Lettin em know, preferred zodiac sign scorpio See the breeze soldier, v-a-l-l-e-j-o Never show witness to your Never leave your crib with out your pepper, beeotch! I'm tryin to get legal with it Open up a shop cotton candy and licorice Cash in stashes, that's a must We leavein with a million and that's a plus Don't get it twisted, don't try to find me My bm's whistlin, or hawaii 1-2-3-40, wheels new shoes scrappin toe to toe Crack black jack and keno, strike sideways hit reno Ball cappin, no smilin Sittin lo somethin profilin, beeitch! Fuck the bumble, you bitches it ain't no punk hoe You clits it ain't no punk hoe (outro chit chat)
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