Young E - Devil In a Hundreds Shirt lyrics

[Young E] I speak hard like I got a finger on the Caps Lock And another finger on the trigger, let the caps pop Double E's like I'm cumming, I let the raps drop You other rappers are straight f*ggots, Camp Rock I cannot be tamed, mic in hand and I can't stop Old School, New School, Horrorcore but I lack pop I'm the hippest around, Hip Hop, and I max hop Money all around me, I won't let the stacks drop In fact, nah, Latin Hustle lets the gats talk Young E, Tom RiddlE, Big E, Thee E, bout to blast off I got that money, I got that power, electric cheese I swear I'll never let my rap game or my raps freeze Your b**h's tits are saggier than Lil' Wayne's pants I be listening to "French!" but I ain't from France I swear ima blast you salami slaping a** b**hes I swear ima f** you salami licking a** b**hes You other rappers talk depressingly like a b**h that Talks about her problems like I actually give a crap As matter of fact, I would actually give that b**h a crab If she only made her story just a little more interesting Add an extra extraterrestrial or a professing depressed king I ain't even give a f** no more, f** the world About to pull an Ace, but I'm about to f** this girl Leave her in a twist, leave her in a f**ing twirl Leave her lonely on the street, without a pearl Next to a "stuck in the 80's" f*ggot with a Jheri Curl I need more like I'm dedicating "Marvin's Room" to my exes And dedicating "Show Me a Good Time" to my next b**h Ignorance is bliss, and I am the sh** Can memorize a dictionary within a minute If you try to diss, I will turn you into sh** Can k** kilos of green within a minute I'm in it, and damn, I still ain't finished I eat up you sweet hoes like your a** is a danish And I go through you blunt girls like a pothead And I've fought for girls I barely even started To like, f**ed up f*ggots I barely even knew at all I ain't Drake but tonight, ima do it all I ain't scared of no f**ing crew at all Ima f** up this, take it over before I fall I gotta do it fast too, no time to stall I f**ing hate basketball, but I surely ball Shirley Temple a** b**hes all over my balls You n***as hating on me like ima dropped call But see, the thing is that ima never drop the ball These short p**y b**h a** rappers got me tall I got all this money, my destination is the mall After that, ima have to make a call To the homie down at Maintain, then we tag on the walls I won't do sh** for love, so f** Jamal I am so ignorant, I am Young E I am so in it, I am Thee E I am so f**ing G, I am Big E Last but not least, Tom RiddlE, b**h! Can't f** with me, you little b**h f**ing with me, is like eating a mummy's dick Ima workaholic so I get high and s** tits Ima motherf**ing G, like my name was Eazy-E But instead I'm the f**ing Young E Devil in a Hundreds shirt, that is me! [Outro] Shoutout to Latin Hustle, Time Is Made Shoutout to Lil Ace, Mr. 1st Impression Shoutout to Dramatic, no competition Shoutout to Lady Flow, Tracy Melendez Shoutout to WonderWoman, Genesis Last but not least, the Baby Tee