E-40 - Jump My Bone lyrics

(voicebox: wow, wow, wow, wow ooh jump my bone) Chorus: I hope we can all get alone tonight I'm tryin' to take me somethin' home tonight Lay on my back talk on my phone and get my head lay on Then after that she gon' jump my bone (2x) Gettin tweeded up in the club n***as in the parking lot Sasquatch pipmin b**hes from different cities And i'm tryin' to stick my ding-a-ling Between one of these super bada** b**hes "say ho, oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that?" She say, "oh i got your hoe, besides n***a I don't even listen to rap" I said, "how you know a motherf**er rap?" She say, "ain't you 40-water? I read an article on you while i was up under the dryin' net Magazine double xl" (xxl) I heard that, okay what's crackaleezie what's the heezie deezie? Why you try to act like you was god's gift to the world A few minutes of a keezie leezie? All my dentures gathered around to take a look At this bankded beauty dolly parton gluteus maximus Ass big enough to fit a cup on her booty (booty), Straight centerfold suzette I'm in the mix (i'm in the mix) check it out I'm in the mix like a blender Stay right down the street from paul from the diamond center I used to cut gra** for a livin' But now i count cash for a livin' (beotch, beotch!) Chorus: Now, there was a cool little old f** Smoked a little broccelius then we stopped by the burrito truck Stuck, man this sh** here's crazy I'm in a ford, fix or repair daily Old school antique lifters tickin' With a gas leak radiator off the heater reads I'm in a desperate need of some antifreeze sh**, sh**, sh**, sh**, sh**, sh** what the f**'s wrong with this car? sh**, sh**, sh**, sh** i should've drove my northstar Dependable, new school get you where you need to be when you need to be Enemies aimin' at me with they darts While i'm footin' it, walkin' to kragens auto parts Chorus: A week later, everything was fo' sho' My album was about to drop so i went on a promotional to' Bus driver why you cruisin' dude? where we headed? Houston texas, one mo' mile, two mo' exits Quarter to three me and the mossie checkin' in at the doubletree Lemme call my dudes, who? 8-ball and mjg Ball where da hoes? All the hoes be at poppago's Later on that day Say you know a motherf**er can't come to houston Without visitin' little j The scarfaces, the drapers and the greens The northsides and club boomerangs and beotch! Chorus: