E-40 - Da Bumble lyrics

rate me

(testin' testin' one two

drop it

yeah, play dat like that, aye mob wit that shit nigga

aye bring that bass up a little bit

yeah like that

check game i'm bout ta spit somethin')

I flipped a Lexi

speed up and catch me
Lexus of Concord,

reached out and touched me
Some of you hoe fake ass niggas like Roz, be messy
I know some beautiful black intelligent women, they're sexy
E-40's back n'

actin' black n'
I don't be barkin,

nor even high cappin
You betta watch me,

I'm comin smebbin
Ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven
Bet your persodian,

30R6 custodian
Special shout to casual del the souls and opium
About the town,

the Valley-Jo
Just like a democratic,

i'm for' the poooor'
Fuck the bumble,

new Click shit ain't no punk hoe
Pedestrian stumble sound like a gorilla tryin to get up out the trunk hoe
Continue strikin it,

hope ya' likin' it
Filthy McNasties at the bus stop hitch hikin it
Every egg that i pull in bulges
When it comes to spittin

i'm ferocious
Manish wid' it,

cabbages,

savages
Hangin out the window all of a sudden loose ham samiches
All day,

everyday,

40 play,

he say
She say,

bieetch!

Put that-a-way
Keep it goin though

don't stop
Shakin baking soda,

forms a rock
thirty six zips on a triple beam scale
Burn the duct tape

keep, all the ya-yo
Rip a peel,

opium

extra crisp,

really real
Apron,

Specialist
drisi drisomina zep on a zaggin
Thinkin' I'm quick cuz' watchers You know i'm pizzackin 
In the mornin,

cookin bacon
Up in the ghetto with the bullet-proof apron
Here comes the laws,

battle em', crashin through my walls
Im in my draws runnin from the canine cocaine-sniffing dogs
Some niggaz hate me,

some niggaz love me
Some niggaz shake my paw,

some niggaz mug me
I see ya tweakin',

i see ya geekin'
Ya bootch is with me,

while ya sleepin
A motherfucka ain't gotta be flash gordon all up in front of a batch to get a batch that "Hector the Hoe Protecta" shit wont work that batch just wants your scrizzach
Lettin em know,

portfolio, zodiac sign scorpio
See the breeze soldier, v-a-l-l-e-j-o
Neva show a witness to ya enemy
Neva leave your crib wid' out yo' paper,

beeotch!
I'm tryin to get nigga rich
Open up a shop cotton candy and licorice
Cashes, stashes, that's a must
We make another million and that's a plus
Don't get it twisted man,

don't try to find me
Might be in Switzerland

or Hawaii
1-2-3-40,

wheels, new shoes, scrappin' toe to toe
Craps, Black Jack and Keno,

strike sideways hit Reno
Ball cap tight, no smilin'
Sittin' low somethin' profilin',

beeitch!
Fuck the bumble,

new Click shit ain't now punk hoe,
NEW CLICK SHIT AIN'T NO PUNK HOE

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