[Too $hort]
Earl.. whassup mayne?
It`s yo` potnah Short Dawg
You know we come a long way baby
+From the Ground Up+
Oh they love the way us players ball
No doubt, that`s how we do this
It`s all about you mayne
It`s yo` life, let `em know somethin
[E-40]
I come from where they pop they collars
and couldn`t be saved by (??)
Cause I`ll probably never ever see the pearly gates
At the rate I`m goin now, it`ll be too late
Take life taste it, get on and smell it
You know what Charlie is? Well it`s sucker repellant
I spray myself with it every morning, you dig?
I spray myself right before I leave the crib
Hot ones echo through the ghetto, bullets ricochet
I`m bendin corners in my Cadillac Escalade
It`s summertime and I`m scorchin, fuck a bulletproof
I`m hella keyed and I`m perkin off that num-num juice
I`m in the traffic with my music on STORM
Got a ticket just for blowin my, HORN (ba-baaa, ba-ba-ba-baa-baaaa)
The real, pinkie ring, princess cut
Carats on, around my neck
Lookin like some clones, be at yo` best
We don`t play checkers no more, we play chess
One trey tri trey double (??)
H-I-double-L sideshow
All about my fetti-oh
One-time want to see me fold
It`s ob-vious I`m humungous
Acres cars and businesses
All about my fetti-oh
Bank account got to be tall
Diamonds on my wrists and shit
Tycoon stickin to the script, BEOTCH!
Chorus: {sung}
Earl, that`s yo` life
Ooohhhhh Earl, that`s yo` life
Earl, that`s yo` life
Ooohhhhh Earl, that`s yo` liii-iiii-iiii-iiii-iife
[E-40]
Straight up out the game
The realest nigga you done talked to all day
It`s the dry season, outsmart the po`-po`s
Cookin birdies in the kitchen, with C-Bo
From livin nappy, e`rybody know me
Used to sell taffy, white girl nasal candy
Hoes`ll dress tacky, just so I can bank they dome
Bank `em make them think I`m broke,
use the dope game as a steppin stone
(??) (??) next steal walkie talkies
I`m the one that really-natin them faulty chips
I got the gift of gab, I`m off the choo choo track
I want the fetti, fuck the fame, y`all can HAVE THAT
One-time want to see me fold
It`s ob-vious I`m humungous
[$hort] That`s right
Acres cars and businesses
[$hort] You can`t stop the tycoon
All about my fetti-oh
Bank account got to be tall
Diamonds on my wrists and shit
[$hort] You can`t stop E-Feezy, BEYATCH
Chorus
[E-40]
The street life, +Ballin Outta Control+
My +Million Dollar Spot+, way too cold
So many +Record Haters+, my +Back Against the Wall+
When I was growin up I seen a lot of +Rappers Ball+
Bring the yellow tape, +It`s On, On Sight+
You wanna squash the funk? Shoot me a peace kite
Where the party at? Who got that Carlos Rossi?
Who in my +Drinkin Club+? I`m bout to mob somebody
I`m fee-ed-exin, (??) have me do a (??) wait
From sardines and (??) (??)
I looked the game in the eye, the game looked at me back
Told me to sell my triple beam, and start rap
One-time want to see me fold
It`s ob-vious I`m humungous
Acres cars and businesses
All about my fetti-oh
Bank account got to be tall
Diamonds on my wrists and shit
Tycoon stickin to the script, BEOTCH!
Chorus
[TS] You know what I said
[40] What`d you say pimpin?
[TS] Short Dawg
[40] Short Deezy
[TS] Oh I ride with my potnah
[40] Nigga I ride with you too pimpin
[TS] Bumpin them woofers like this
[40] Boom boom Boom BOOM!!!
[TS] Can`t smell this funk, we been doin this
[40] Been doin it
[TS] You know I love these new niggaz man
I love when they get on that paper chase
[40] Right, right, right right right right right..
[TS] So far, they can`t do this
[40] Can`t do this
[TS] Not like this
[40] Uh-huh, nah
[TS] We talkin limousines and mansions
[40] Limousines, mansions
[TS] Got to keep these hoes dancin
[40] Got to keep `em dancin, dirty dancin
[TS] Bitches love us
[40] They love us.. what they do?
[TS] They love us
[40] That`s right pimpin
