Doin' The Fool - E-40
Nigga up in this mother*****er
I mean I been *****in with this mother*****in burgundy carpet pimpin
What about you pimpin, I mean I know you *****in around with that
Purple bag youknowhatimean? that crown royal, oh boy!
I mean, we got, we got a whole bunch of player-ass niggaz
Up in this muh*****er right here today
We got that nigga.. e-feezy, too $hort, knahmean
Pimp c up in this mother*****er, nigga pastor troy
Damn fool.. I hits free （free） it aint wholesale
Just got through hittin it so well, at a hotel
But dont tell （dont tell） I cuss your *****in ass out *****
***** yo drunk-ass and watch you pass out ***** （beitch）
And when you wake up, I tell you anything
You *****ed me so good *****, you deserve a wedding ring
I practice what I preach, ridin vogues and findin hoes
I told her Id buy some clothes, but Id be lyin to hoes
I aint buyin her shit, ***** I cant do that
I had to jump in my car, and call you a cab
Cause Im out.. you know Im all about *****in hella good
Take the rubber off Im in your mouth comin to a town （beatch）
Near you, real soon..
Infiltratin hoes nigga, we some real fools （real fools）
And its true, and baby girl knows it too
Ask her shit, shell tell you how I do it fool
Doin the fool! - aint no love mother*****er we breakin the rules
Doin the fool! - niggaz like me aint got nuttin to lose
Doin the fool! - we servin you haters straight off the top
Doin the fool! - just to let you know this shit dont stop
Okay okay up next, oh, its the boss, from the home of the braves
Down here chillin with e-40 cause its time to get paid
Cmon, actin a fool, cause yall know how ima do
She *****ed me, pimp c, and $hort too
I drank no brew, its remi, that special kind
Dont ***** with who? my nigga, you out yo mind
Fresh off the grind, my niggaz is the killers
Actin a fool bout this mother*****in scrilla
No one no trilla, but tell them, Im down mayne
Go grab my leather, and get into some gangster shit
So if its cool, its cool..
But just that quick, I act a fool..
But I aint never been a sucker
I aint never been a mark
I aint never been a busta
I aint never been a simp, potnah I always had heart
Papered up hustlin never posed to handcuff a beaotch, mon
Pimp to the hoe, protect the trick beaotch, mon
Be extra mannish （extra mannish） get some skull
Purple bag, crown royal （royal）
Gotcha beaotch actin mannish, think she spoiled （spoiled）
Mummar kamali（? ） all over her body, she used to that
Potnah big 40 had it like that
Cadillac （cadillac） sittin on buttons, 32 valve
The dts （dts） half a gallon to the mile
Platinum chest （platinum chest） lite brite, love to smile
What a mess （what a mess） horny *****ed me on my desk
Kitchen tile （kitchen tile） then she swallowed up the rest
Ask me how （ask me how） a fat ass cum shot on her breast
She said, its been a while since I had sex （what she say? ）
She said, its been a while since I had sex （what she say? ）
（she said, oooh oooh.. oh boy!）
.. cmon cmon, okay okay! ..
.. cmon cmon ..
Comin down in candy car, smokin on some candy bar
Everyday Im choppin blades, comin through on old school maids
Got in this game so heavily, just like frankie beverly
Silly nigga that southern girl
Put cocaine up in your world
Cause Im a young ass nigga on the slab
Comin through in a whippin nav
I used to be out on the ave
But now all my keys got the midas stamp
Change my name to sweet charles
Smell like sixty-four dollar cologne
Comin down in burgundy brougham
And I keep a chip off in my phone
Sweet charles, *****! hold up
Smoke somethin..
.. cmon cmon ..
