[E-40]

Woke up in the A.M., toasted out of my cranium

Gotta take a shit, took a dump in the Mediterranean

Flushed the toilet, hit the shower

Snatched a fit up out the clos'

Miles of a '96 broom handle

Hangin half-way out my drawers

You niggas better feel me I got patrons to serve

Nigga got to starts pay props will deserve

Fuck my trunk against my medley

An' ya might do dirt, fuck you on my way to see Miss Chiminey

Cause since Chiminey is a good friend of me

She likes to go ah, downtown

She likes it when I, pound pound

Here's a whoppin' bitch

Call me uh-Bah uh-Barney Rubble stick the beast down, so duck

Had the pussy poppin bubbles

Scratchin the paint off up of the walls

Pickin off in them drawers, rebel without a pause

She could feel a gnat sting, swimmin' in Niagara Falls

Now no matter extra meal, managin the place

All up in the motherfuckin' tall can face

Streets make you broke, Forty Water ain't no joke

Make way, say hey, check my display

Buck the shit til your tape busts (Buck the shit til ya tape busts)

And youse a bitch if you ain't got no clit

(And youse a bitch if you ain't got no clit)



Chorus: E-40



40 took a forty to the fuckin dome

And now they got me spittin on the microphone...

40 took a forty to the fuckin dome

And now they got me spittin on the microphone, beeitch!

Drunker than a motherfucker spittin that shit



[E-40]

High rank, nigga poor

Scratch scratch taller than Manute Bol

Cash rules everything around me

40 why they why they get the money

Oh tell me baby gon' be no catchin', bet ya catch before 40 7-11

ah big Danz said a step man, can't win (uh)

1-Luv to my niggaz in the Youth yo

Gettin' swoll, bulkin