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E 40 : Da Bumble lyrics

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E 40 lyrics : "Da Bumble"

I flipped a Lexi, speed up and catch me
Lexus of Concord, reached out and touched me
Some of you hoe fake $$# ^!$$%s like Roz, be messy

I know some beautiful black intelligent women, they're
sexy
E-40's back and actin black and

I don't be barkin, nor even high cappin
You better watch me, I'm comin smebbin
Ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven

Bet your persodian, 30-R-6-castodian
Special shout to Casual Del the Souls and opium
About the town, the Valley-Joe

Just like a democratic, I'm for' the po'
$#&@ the bumble, you (*##$ it ain't no punk hoe
Pedestrian stumble sound like a gorilla

tryin to get up out of a trunk hoe
Continue strikin it, hope you likin it
They'll be makin nasties at the bus stop and trackin it

Every egg that I pull in bulges
When it comes to spittin I'm ferocious
Management in cabbages, Savages

Hangin out when all the sudden I'm eatin ham sandwiches
All day, everyday, 40 play, he say
She say, bieetch! that-a-way

Keep it goin though - don't stop
Shakin baking soda, forms a rock
36 zips on a triple beam scale

Burn the duct tape but keep all the ya-yo
Rip a peel, extra crisp, really really
Ate it like I'm a specialist

(Drisidrisomina?) is the illest zaggin
Thinkin I put cause like this
You know I'm (puzackin'?)

M the mornin, cookin bacon
From the ghetto in the bullet-proof apron
Here comes the laws, valium crushin through my balls

I rip my drawers runnin from the canine cocaine-sniffing dogs
Some ^!$$%z hate me, some ^!$$%z love me
Some ^!$$%z shake my paw, some ^!$$%z mug

I see ya tweakin, I see ya peekin
Y'all bootches with me, why you sleepin?
A mother$#&@er ain't gotta be Flash Gordon

always runnin up the backstreets in a batch
That having a hoe protect the %#@! won't work
that batch just wants your scrizzach

Lettin em know, preferred zodiac sign Scorpio
See the breeze soldier, V-A-L-L-E-J-O
Never show witness to your

Never leave your crib with out your pepper, beeotch!
I'm tryin to get ^!$$% ritch
Open up a shop cotton candy and licorice

Cash in stashes, that's a must
We leavin with a million and that's a plus
Don't get it twisted, don't try to find me

Might be in Switzerland, or Hawaii
1-2-3-40, wheels new shoes scrappin toe to toe
Crack black jack and keno, strike sideways hit Reno

Ball cappin, no smilin
Sittin lo somethin profilin, beeitch!
$#&@ the bumble, you (*##$es it ain't no punk hoe

You [email protected]$%s it ain't no punk hoe

(Outro chit chat)

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