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E-40 FEATURING CHRIS BROWN lyrics : "Function (Remix)"

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Big bon



Hey hey try this
Guarantee turn square to a poppin

You ain't down
I ain't got time for plan I'm just saying


Chorus:
We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function
We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function

I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man
We out here tryna function


We out here tryna function, (*##$
You're $#&@ing off my high, get up out my mix
You're messing up my vibe, I'm trying to get some crevis

Put'em in my ride, take her to the Ritz
I'm tossing this sloppy, offa my broccoli, Bacardi
One fifty one out my body, I'm about that green like wasabi

Like Young Bari we mobbin', we bouncin, back the $#&@ off me
Getting money my hobby, not getting money is nothing
The rappers I listen to is E-40 and Pac

I'm having my revenue playa having this guap
I'm on my fly big ^!$$% %#@! I'm stayin laced and groomed
I spray myself with sucka repellent my ^!$$%, not perfume

You think you God, I can sell it a hustler think I can't
Gifted gab, paint the White House, black paint
word candy SLANG

I'm thinkin bout takin a million dollar insurance policy out on my mouthpiece

Hey, hey (*##$, try this!

Guarantee turn a square to a bop (*##$
You ain't down, bye (*##$
I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man


Chorus:
We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function

We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function
I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man
We out here tryna function


I'm out here tryna function, out here tryna function
Don't talk to me (*##$ if we ain't buckin

Yea I'm a $$#hole, I don't give a $#&@ though
Skip the bull%#@!, like wassup, what's wassup though?
Tight girl too much, make ya (*##$ choose up

^!$$%s gettin mad, ^!$$% what you gon do?
If he think he too tough, you know I keep two tucked
If I don't fight that mean I'm gomin back to shoot

Ridin in the car, lookin for a bad (*##$
With some $$# and tits, yea she gotta be dumb cute
Got her number, text her phone, like "Baby what you doin?"

She was like, "None much, you should come through"
I got dick for days, I got dick for days
Made her take off from work, and gave her dick for days

Push it to my brain, to my temple (*##$
And I don't like these hoes, I give'em dick and dip


Chorus:
We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function
We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function

I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man
We out here tryna function

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