FruitOfTheVale
Superstar
If you hear this and take away that E-40 is trash lyrically your ears are trash tbr
Extendos, cinnamon rolls, Pillsbury big biscuits
Seven point six twos, and five point five sixes
Telling is prohibited, snitches witness, turn a blind eye and a deaf ear
You prolly wanna mind your business, act like you can't see or hear
A tisket, a tasket, now the fukk nikka in a casket
My money stretched like elastic, serving that tragic magic
That nasal candy that nostril dust, you don't really wanna go to war with us
ashes to ashes, dust to dust, bringing in work in U-Haul trucks
Got more bags than Kris Kringle
Puffing on a spliff of bowinkle
Manipulate a broad with the lingo
She let me hit it, we ain't even have to mingle
All up in her panties like a single
Put it down like a mandingo
Having my chips like Reno
Guns longer than the neck on a flamingo
If you ready already then you ain't gotta get ready
I'm out here selling that becky, bout my chalupa, my fetti
Hoping the law don't catch me gritting, out here pushing that white
Serving fiends smoking outta homemade pipes
I'm a thug from the mud, I got the block in my blood
I take the top off the bottle and drink up all of the suds
down and dirty about mine, I put some cheese on ya thoughts
some bread on ya head, no matter the cost
Extendos, cinnamon rolls, Pillsbury big biscuits
Seven point six twos, and five point five sixes
Telling is prohibited, snitches witness, turn a blind eye and a deaf ear
You prolly wanna mind your business, act like you can't see or hear
A tisket, a tasket, now the fukk nikka in a casket
My money stretched like elastic, serving that tragic magic
That nasal candy that nostril dust, you don't really wanna go to war with us
ashes to ashes, dust to dust, bringing in work in U-Haul trucks
Got more bags than Kris Kringle
Puffing on a spliff of bowinkle
Manipulate a broad with the lingo
She let me hit it, we ain't even have to mingle
All up in her panties like a single
Put it down like a mandingo
Having my chips like Reno
Guns longer than the neck on a flamingo
If you ready already then you ain't gotta get ready
I'm out here selling that becky, bout my chalupa, my fetti
Hoping the law don't catch me gritting, out here pushing that white
Serving fiends smoking outta homemade pipes
I'm a thug from the mud, I got the block in my blood
I take the top off the bottle and drink up all of the suds
down and dirty about mine, I put some cheese on ya thoughts
some bread on ya head, no matter the cost
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