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Artist:E 40
Taken from the album I
Album:I'm Bout It Soundtrack
Track:Come On
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:537
 
Lyrics:Featuring B Legit]
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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