E-40 - L.i.q. lyrics

[e-40] Mobb that sh** out n***a! Bosko, mobb that sh**, beyotch! Mobb sh** (mobb sh**) We invented this sh** (what'd we do?) Boy i helped pioneer this Boy i helped pioneer this.. .. hoe beotch! I'm irkin; head spinnin dome swervin Emergin to the right to the left, see three, hallucinatin Stoned ain't got a lick but a bra protection on my phone Therefore that'll make it this that much easier For anybody with a computer that got the right data information Software to clone, clone it off the streets - how much? Ba**head dis down playa price boy a hundred piece (hundred piece) sh** i don't figure dat dere ain't no mo' worse than clonin sheep Just understand, i dub this for my weeples More hair on my face than my daddy do (daddy do) I guess it's them steroids that they been puttin in our food (in our food) sh** the man behind the counter at the liquor store asked him for id Before he get to askin me and if he ask me for id then i'ma get ?? b**h to use some of that swindlin a** fast-fast talkin Con man ?? in the ghetto urban reverse psychology n***az got it tough out here; tough out here, it's rough n***az got it rough out here; n***a out here it's tough Chorus: e-40 (repeat 2x) Let's hit the weed spot, let's hit the l.i.q. Let's hit the liquor sto', let's hit the l.i.q. Let's hit the house party, let's hit the l.i.q. "pull up sideways, doin about a buck-fifty" [e-40] "hello my friend!" wha**uper dude? Give me a pack of sunflower seeds And a box of larger size magnum rubbers A generic lemon squeeze lime juice And a bottle of goldschlager A pack of licorice, lick-em-and-lock-em zig-zags A hard boiled egg and them pickled pig feet (pickled pigs feet) sh** i gotta do as much f**in and partyin as i can I gotta go turn myself in next week (beotch) I'm up all night - playawhatchagonnabedoin? Up in somebody's daughter layin pipe b**hbetalkinaboutsuin and try to accuse yo' a** of rape; Cause you rap Sa' hoe, i ain't even tryin to entertain that See i dip in mo' holes than a golf ball p**y fallin all out of my granada Squabs in kansas city, squabs in colorado Learned how to pop my collar in the city where they shot the mack Dem were some of the players that helped tie my shoes and lace me Name was curtis and b.o. Well whaddya know? through the door comes cavio Messy and tap that a** fool we in hella mo' (beotch) b**h-a** n***az like b-legit and e-duice fav elanzo And mac-shon, mack d-shot and lil' bruce - beotch! Chorus [e-40] On the dope track where the ba**heads be comin through I see more k**ings and more hop than the kangaroo My baby's momma she sick, she on that gla** dick Be crawlin all on the rug lookin for that sh**! Hogan high school prom queen right? On her hands and knees pickin up lint and anything that's white That's how you can tell that a dopefiend's gone psycho When they get to hah.. lookin all out the curtains with they high beams On the corner, be that dice game unfoldin (what happened?) One of my dudes, seriously, he rollin Then a couple of fools pull up and went for theirs a-course With intentions of splittin my wig but it wound up gettin reversed I left they kite flyin, down for the grind, witnesses dissolve A prime example of bad karma, murphy's law If you gon' be a fool then be a fool, sh** But just know when to act a fool and who to act a fool with! Chorus [e-40] hoeeeeeeeeee! sh**! "i don't care, call the cops.." Mob sh** "i don't care, call the cops.." Mob sh**'ll never fall Mob sh** gon' always sell through, smell that? What mob sh** do? "i don't care, call the cops.." All mob sh** do is quadruple I'm in this b**h, irkin like a motherf**er "i don't care, call the cops.." f**in sh**, beotch! "i don't care, call the cops.." Yeah that's that sh** "i don't care, call the cops.." See that's that sh** that get a n***a krunk, right there That's that sh** that'll get a n***a buck, on they hoe a** Mobb that sh** out n***a! Bosko, mobb that sh** - they ain't knowin Oooo-eeee-oooh, see i spit that sh** too look here Oooo-eeee-oooh, make the sh** go like this here Oooo-eeee-oooh...