E-40

E-40 - Come On lyrics

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Bitch I'm a hard head nigga
 So don't ask me
 I know a gang of motherfuckers say they gone blast me
 Catch me dippin to some screw
 Attitude rude  drippin sweat  about to finger fuck this tech
 I leave em stretch reaching for a rifle
 Got him a pump before a nigga to duck to duck
 I ain't no punk nigga this be mine for cease before them chippers and
 cheese see we thievs
 Give me some Valumes and some Robuttus and watch me do it
 Dip my cancer stick into some imbalming fluid
 Show your I.D then pass it right back to me cousin cause see I'm a
 minor
 and these wet daddies got your partner sweating like drippy ass vagina
 Let me up in this bitch-ass club security or me and my guys gone bum
 rush these doors make it so it won't be no more rap shows
 Yeah that's what I thought
 I see wall to wall hoes bitches everywhere all over the place niggas
 tippin off the green marble just so hoes can sit on the face
 ( Distorted come on )
 A funky lesson number one My own don't be in no mess
 Number two when it's confidential hold it on your chest
 Number three ( three ) don't be fuckin with me
 Number four no more toe to toe the only way to let these motherfuckers
 no is to flex
 Wip they ass up leave em' bleeding like a cotex
 Boy we one tight bad ass clique
 Niggas in my outfit gone be rappin rollin over sticks , spillin beans
 tattle tellin
 We be thievin, caniving they way that we surviving
 No this bitch that's ballin and tonight's she's callin
 Wantin to know " What's up B when we gone work it up"
 If we can go kick it and smoke
 Get her keyed as hell and maybe hit a hotel
 I'm on my cell thinkin yeah I'm cool with that
 Hit the Kit-Kat and get her sprees before I get he f cheese
 Pimpin is a game and I'm lovin to flirt while my fingers up her tennis
 skirt
 ( Distorted come on's )
 Bitch I'm dedicated you know, to this mob shit
 Talk back , fuck that get your jaw split
 Raw spit , that's what you niggas pay me for
 A Hundred Thousand fuckin off down in Vegas Hoe
 And you know we the one to get the function bumpin
 No shit we the clique bullshit ain't nothin
 See you fuckin with some fools niggas with no rules mobbin in they old
 schools bitch
 ????? With the windows up man with the heat on heat on
 Man we in a land tacked out funked in a hamsac smokin on ????
 I say it said producing rapping hustlin that's my bread and butter
 You niggas better hurry up cause there's money in this motherfucker (
 money in this moneyfucker )
 Reverend is so hard to find like good boy's
 Cause shit be droppin have your ass
 pissin yellow discharge taking tetracycline
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Language: English

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