E-40

E-40 - Function lyrics

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Pre-Chorus:
Hey, hey bitch, try this!
Guarantee turn a square to a bop bitch
You ain't down, bye bitch
I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man

Chorus: (x2)
We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function
We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function
I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man
We out here tryna function

We out here tryna function, bitch
You're f-cking off my high, get up out my mix
You're messing up my vibe, I'm trying to get some crackers
Put'em in my ride, take her to the Ritz
I'm tossing this sloppy, offa my broccoli, Bacardi
One fifty one out my body, I'm about that green like wasabi
Like... we robbin', we bouncin, back the f-ck off me
Getting money my hobby, not getting money is nothing
The rappers I listen to is E-40 and Pac
I'm having my revenue playa having this guap
I'm on my fly big n-gga shit I'm stayin laced and groomed
I spray myself with sucka repellent my n-gga, not perfume
You think you God, I can sell it a hustler think I can't
... at the White House, black paint
Word candy SLANG
I'm thinkin bout takin a million dollar insurance policy out on my mouthpiece

Pre-Chorus:
Hey, hey bitch, try this!
Guarantee turn a square to a bop bitch
You ain't down, bye bitch
I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man

Chorus: (x2)
We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function
We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function
I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man
We out here tryna function

Hey bitch, show cake bitch
It's uncle Earl and the HBK bitch
Mention the gang they already know that we ballin
I'm coming straight out the Rich
I got family down in New Orleans
Where you from, you say you're lying
Out here we say that you jawsin
You probably thought this never would happen my n-ggas been called that
Alcoholic, sippin on that liquor, oh I'm drunk as hell
F-ckin witta a lil bitch over in Vallejo
Got a whole pack of pre-rolled Young L's
And I'm never down to uno, pockets on sumo
Haters respect the pedigree, ballin heavily
A phony homie, I never be for methamphetamine
That means it's crack ho, young G, hotter than Tabasco
I smash hoes, collect two hunnid and pass GO
My flow so Lamborghini, yo shit's so Rav 4
Now you understand why everything I do I gas ho, Suzy, n-gga

Pre-Chorus:
Hey, hey bitch, try this!
Guarantee turn a square to a bop bitch
You ain't down, bye bitch
I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man
We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function
We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function
I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man
We out here tryna function
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