and moving Tryna to get to you and that booty Tryna to get to you and that booty Tryna to get to you and that booty Girl, I been shaking and acting
and acting a donkey tryna to get you and that monkey Tryna to get you and that monkey Tryna to get you and that monkey [Verse 3: E-40] Oooh, your ass
Перевод: E-40. U И Дат.
what you thinkin' dat muthafuckas so fast Dat boi young jeezy im suppose to cut Instead of gettin money nigga dis how u suppose to look [hook] I said dat
't square no deal Least you know the way I feel Take all the money in the bank I think I'll just stay here and drink Listen close and you can hear That
as we can Holdin' onto one another's hand Tryin' to get away into the night And then you put your arms around me And we tumble to the ground and then
rounds And while I test him, hey fuck a Smith & Wesson I got my, nine at my chest and I got my dime bag Of stress weed, a 40 oz. of OE and I'm creepin
and get high and petal and push! Organic weed, mystery weed, just purple cush!' I cut the da' rear weld, on my whip, and filled dat bitch up', and now
intro [e-40]) Uh, uh, hah! Alright, mystikal, (bitch! hombre!) mystikal. Alright nigga, this e four o. Huh, e four o, e four o, huh. Finna get it crankin
yeah d12 send deadly shotz through e-mail fast & quick so u c hell and i hope u get caught & send u ta jail real papha da money we gettin' and da honey
roll And ya stockin' smellin' like Avon And that horse want his 'fro back I don't wanna party wit you hell naw And nigga I can't stand ya And I ain'
me radio Some a chat 'bout dat But I know more than d.j. So I nah play you dat. (chorus) Me tek a 'd' and a 'u' An' a 'b' - not 'e' That thing there Is
What You Thinkin' Dat Muthafuckas So Fast Dat Boi Young Jeezy Im Suppose To Cut Instead Of Gettin Money Nigga Dis How U Suppose To Look [Hook:] I Said Dat
some of dat Whatever we be tottin man a le ass flat It's ain't where u from it's how u come and where u be at Where u be at yeah where I be at missouri
the wolfpack Back back U aint notin but a snack pack And when u runnin don't look back cuz im be coming out dat back pack clap clap and rrrat rrrat yaa
And I done been shot but I ain't learnt my lesson (Yuh!) I bought me some band-aids and hand-grenades And I'd pull tha pin and throw it where ya familly
