bitch Hot Atlanta, the Bay Area Y'all niggaz don't want no noise with Lil' Jon an' The Eastside Boys Y'all niggaz don't want no shit with E-40 an' The
Chorus x2: My rear view mirror is vibrating (echo: vibrating)x2 the beat keeps knockin down my rearview mirror E-40: Say uh, which way should i steer
A cougar, 40 years cold 40 ounce of brew, 40 this, 40 that 40 at the crap table shooting 40 stacks 40 thousands fans, 40 niggas on stage I heard 40's 40 but 40
VVS stones and a chain She Want a Hood boy [x4] I bet you ain't never seen a nigga pushin' that work Gettin it, how he live stuntin' on the turf [Verse 1: E-40
is crazy, lucky, I have me a desi A designated driver, a rider, we in it heavy We knocking 40 Water, he foolish, the boy gone That's all they played
Show them how to break they ankles, mayne Yeah, E-40 and Shawty Lo Hey, let's go From the West Coast to Atlanta If a nigga gonna hate, well, got damn
a nigg what ups we got some lame as niggas they words dont fade me bruh do they know were we from tell them they need a latter to get on our hype shitt
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, man It's magic, E40 and my partna T-Pain (Nappy Boy) Open up that garage, it's a big fat car With a big fat bow on top It
I punch the gas, I hit the brakes I punch the gas, I hit the brakes I punch the gas, I hit the brakes I punch the gas, I hit the brakes The poor man'
E-40, Shawty, oh, Big Snoop California's finest, West Coast I'm doing everything I can to get my buzz on Trying not to feel this pain no more That's
[Verse 1: E-40] Out here is sick, AR-70's and albino pits (Albino pits) Patriots and bushmasters, home invasions and licks I'm in it to make the most,
winter, play me in the summer Play me in the order, any order We got another one pimp Rock, wake 'em up, boy Sick with 'em records, E40, Warner Brothers
[E-40 Talking:] Damn lil mama.........I aint gon' lie yo dome action is vicious....... Feels like I'm in yo pussy when you suckin' my dick...... [Chorus
hoe 4-4 gone blow me and e-40 we got all the dough But my boy doe he git it to he hustlin at 14 Tryin to get a wagur too [Chorus - E-40] Do ya head like
go home, go hard Go hard or go home From the boom to the moon I coon like [Incomprehensible] My goons take no prisoners, what fool? What's beef? Beef is when E-40
Man, I can sell anything, mane I got the mouth piece of a pimp, man Who want it, who want it? I can sell it, I can sell it Who need it, who need it?
[Intro / Chorus 2X: Al Kapone] Drank in my cup, blunt in my hand Hoes on my dick cause they know I'm da mayn! [3X] [E-40] Drank in my cup, blunt in my
act this way, this way [E-40] You already knew what it was from the beginnin [E-40] You know how we've been gettin down [Bosko] I know you want this too [E-40