E-40
E-40 - Lightweight Jammin' songtekst
Je score:
[e 40] i was goin thru some east the otha day i ran across this/ i said to myself this jammin i couldnt resist/ my folks was like this? who produced this/ my potna? off of a beer and a spliff/ [jammin]this beat ull make ya lungs collapse/ whatever he was smokin man i want some of dat/ whatever we be tottin man a le ass flat/ its aint where u from its how u come and where u be at/ where u be at yeah where i be at missouri atlanta kansas city portland sea tap/ kentucky nevada dallas tex detroit n da map/ arizona san diego fresno LA n sac/ [jammin]i put vallejo on the map rubberband about to break cant hardly fit on my stacks my bankroll out of shape gotta lose some wait its too fat/ how much money u make i can neva be exact BIAATCH! [CHORUSx11] THATS LIGHTWEIGHT JAMMIN, Clyde Carson] halfway that almost slap it kinda knock that might just clap feel good brand new? bitches catchin feelings like will.i.am tonights gonna be a goodnight soon as i pull up yo bitch is goodbye partyin n jack j.j. gooodtimes/ burn every ball clyde just cook rhymes took time/ but then she came this go this go thats all she said mayonnaise mustard all she spread/ freddy bein 2? and my 15s playin/ [jammin] gettin it diggin it dog easy to jammin when she wettin the wall she get to jammin n u likely to fall hood go hand when its water and carl chorus repeatx11 Husalah everytime she see the 73 she wanna get wit a leather bee inside i dont listen stop goin money what the fuck is u tellin me oh shit husalah husalah dippin on 6s shittin on midgets slap tremendo knock ridiculous chicken shit and broke bitches wish n by? yolkin 4 barrels open hella sideways have the whole club chokin this shit go so damn maney people catch the holy ghost like grandma n auntie husulah husalah he a damn boy aint he fake suckas hate me they girl wanna take me i come through wit the ganstas n the hustlas 8 rulers in my trunk thats 12 for u suckas bled chorus repeat