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| E-40 The Element Of Surprise Lieutenant Roast A Botch [e-40] The names have been changed to protect the innocent The adventures of lieutenant roast a botch.. And sherrie stack a grip Ay, ay ay, ay nigga pull that motherfucker, ay! Ay! ay hold on playboy Ay pull that motherfucker over dude (bu bu bu bu bu bu bu!!) [silk-e] I know he is not about to bring his motherfuckin ass over here [e-40] Buu!!! huh? [silk-e] Damn! [e-40] You had a smile on your face yesterday why you lookin mean today? [silk-e] I was tryin to holla at your potnah that's why I say, uh-oh, look out danger Captain save a hoe with the rescue rangers You wanna holla right Hell naw you ain't gettin at this While you was in the hall of game you should've checked my exibit Lieutenant roast a who, i'll leave you balless Always can come, this ain't no beach you fuckin walrus I'm sherrie stack a grip Known for slappin niggas in shit I'll take your refrigerator and your bank roll bitch Only way you gone see this If it's under your tongue Get out my face you fuckin eclipse, you're blockin my sun (car tires skeeting) [e-40] Bitch what the fuck you talkin bout? It ain't like you some kind of notch or somethin You know what im sayin? bitch I'm lieutenant roast a botch, you didn't know it huh? Captain save a hoe Bitch that's my long distance cousin from boise, idaho We cake patnas, but dude be savin hoes And i be savin marbles It's a long ass distance between me and that fool Cause he's one of them modest fellows And i'm lieutenant roast a botch known for roastin hoes like marshmellows Let you tell it cause you a strong black sista about your clout Knowin you ain't got a pot to piss in and a window to throw it out Are you itchin caging about sexin Irritated by your yeast infection She's a lazy hoe, y'all seen her Sit in her ass all day and watch jerry springer Ten kids by ten different dicks Biotch!! your whole house smell like piss (chorus) [silk-e] if it ain't about cash, then it ain't about shit [e-40] throw it, money, fonky cock beoott..ch Lieutenant, lieutenant, lieutenant, lieutenant roast a botch Lieutenant, lieutenant, lieutenant, lieutenant roast a botch [silk-e] Sherrie stack a grip, sherrie, sherrie stack a Sherrie stack a grip, sherrie, sherrie stack a [e-40] Aten-hut!! Stand at attention cause one of the main thangs you need to learn Is to shut the fuck up while tycoons is talkin Raise your hand and don't be speakin out of tongues Only when told to speak, spoke Only time you laugh is when i tell a joke [silk-e] Nigga damn your personality You're never gettin no ass from me Big, beared muthafucka couldn't get no pussy, sittin there mad at me Ain't it about business for pillsbury to be smokin on swishers Lieutenant look like you roastin more turkeys than bitches With your fat ass Fix your cash in a grab bag By the time you touch your toes Muthafucka i'll be in baghdad [e-40] Oooo!! i heard your pussy went platinum Colomena serpants, herpes, chlymadia and abdimum Sherrie stack a grip nicknamed Sherrie stuff a dick the ratchet mouth biotch!! See i go hard on a bitch Like my little cousin Said those rappin ass brothers from dallas go hard black Gold diggin bitch i ain't got no scratch [silk-e] Ah nigga sherrie stack a grip don't give a fuck about that (chorus) [silk-e] Why are you screamin at me are you mad from frustration It ain't my fault you still masturbatin If youse a balla muthafucka help me recognize Roll over this fifty dollar bill and give me ten fives You weak dick havin, roach clip needin Wheezin tryin to breath oversleepin ass nigga With your fat ass Always wanna holla sittin there stank With your fat ass Cheesy knuckles marinatin with your drank Hey fat ass!!! You best go tender your phillies Paw lubricated, dick in hand Poppin chicken like skillets I hold your account like clothes Oh god you quit it You don't believe me Call your bank and go and ask your bitch [e-40] Haven't you noticed Put your hand in front of your mout and smell it yourself Oh, bitch that's halitosis When the last time you saw a doctor about your health Oh you hoes, talkin bout you got the flu Ignorin do-do breath you can't avoid Somebody give this hoe a altoid Would you please put some lotion on them scuffed up, ashy knees Clothes lookin like they need to see a dry cleaners You out there bad with your imitation prada bag I know your history hoe Thunderbird and grape kool-aid You remember suckin dicks in the seventh grade All you needed is some bamma and a couple hits That's why the sa-habs called you Sherrie stuff a dick the ratchet mouth biotch Chorus [silk-e] if it ain't about cash, then it ain't about shit.. |
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