E-40 - Spittin' lyrics

[e-40] Woke up in the a.m., toasted out of my cranium Gotta take a sh**, 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 n***as better feel me i got patrons to serve n***a got to starts pay props will deserve f** my trunk against my medley An' ya might do dirt, f** 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' b**h Call me uh-bah uh-barney rubble stick the beast down, so duck Had the p**y 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 motherf**in' tall can face Streets make you broke, forty water ain't no joke Make way, say hey, check my display Buck the sh** til your tape busts (buck the sh** til ya tape busts) And youse a b**h if you ain't got no clit (and youse a b**h if you ain't got no clit) Chorus: e-40 40 took a forty to the f**in dome And now they got me spittin on the microphone... 40 took a forty to the f**in dome And now they got me spittin on the microphone, beeitch! Drunker than a motherf**er spittin that sh** [e-40] High rank, n***a 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 n***az in the youth yo Gettin' swoll, bulkin' up, drinkin' pruneau Y'all stay the same, got some extra whoop i think i need a drink The waiter got me f**in like me right in here b**hes sooner than i think The lapd's on crack man They shot my n***a tone tucker in the back man Prejudiced motherf**ers! What n***az need to do is f** a-lo a-lo key now Squash the fuh-ah f**in' spot, ain't nothin' wrong? (squash it) Hang with tactical edged (staple?) highly easy To be converted to mack-1 Twice as righteous (righteous), make them po-po's like us Drink with me, second base, and i'm gone for home I drunk a 40 to the f**in dome Chorus [e-40] I ain't no guide (i ain't no guide) So don't call me hostess (hostess) n***a don't you know i'm all open to explosives (i'ma explode) Let tha bed bugs bite, sleep light Be ready for the tip-toein phantoms at night When i open em for risk (when i open it for risk) Smokin somethin for the hatest terminator instigator (terminator instant trader) n***a just bought from traders Tyler lookin for all some of that fit, ya gotta admit n**let your life is set why you ungreatful motherf**as You better get somewhere where they love you at Your life is set why you ungrateful motherf**a I've been strugglin strivin so hard to make my sh** obese (uh) Pacin back and forth (uh) Bear to grit my teeth, c-c-l-l-i-i-c-k, northern california beat I feed your a**, with my ambitiousness about the f**in bumble Lookin ambitious as the motherf**in bumble Soundin' off car alarms My sh** ain't nothin humble Gotta say wa**up (gotta say wa**up) to some n***az on my team n***az like rec-street and nicky motherf**in green (motherf**in green) Chorus