E-40 - Hope I Don't Go Back Lyrics

E-40 - Hope I Don't Go Back Video

E-40 having a playalistic converstaion

Hoppin over barbed wire fences nigga

Had this one broad right, SHE was so damn sprung

She used to hold my motherfuckin.. motherfuckin SAC nigga!

Thought you though, nigga

And a motherfuckin.. V.H.S., uhh motherfuckin cannister

Nigga, yeah ay, I promise you nigga this game been so damn good

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E-40 - Seasoned Lyrics

E-40 - Seasoned Video

E-40

Uh, you in a new school whip custom painted candy apricot butter

I'm in an antique oldschool four door muffler draggin' beat up duster

Wit scrapes and scratches, nicks and scars

Y'all git to drink out of wine glasses, we gotta drink out of jelly jars

Down and out like four flat tires no washing machine nor dryer

Just ah pillow sack

And ah bunch of clothes wrapped in a sheet on our way to the laundrymat

Will I ever get paid, can I make a dollar out of fifteen cent

Y'allz got it made, we broke and starvin' barely payin' the rent

Sleepless nights, alligator tears

Mommy arguin' wit my daddy, daddy drunk too many beers

911 Mr.Po, Po dey ain't happy wit day marriage

Pops tryn'a beat her down and make her have a miscarriage

My cousin shoots the needle, she be gone for days

She on that da ah diesel, she gone end up wit aids

I told her I love her but you know what she said to me

Everybody got a gay or atleast one dope fiend in they family

You ain't the only one wit a reject in yo family

That's real

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E-40 - Jump My Bone Lyrics

E-40 - Jump My Bone Video

(Voicebox: Wow, wow, wow, wow ooh jump my bone)

 

Chorus:

I hope we can all get alone tonight

I'm tryin' to take me somethin' home tonight

Lay on my back talk on my phone and get my head lay on

Then after that she gon' jump my bone (2x)

 

Gettin tweeded up in the club niggas in the parking lot

Sasquatch pipmin bitches from different cities

And I'm tryin' to stick my ding-a-ling

Between one of these super badass bitches

Say ho, oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that?

She say, Oh I got your hoe, besides nigga

I don't even listen to rap

I said, How you know a motherfucker rap?

She say, Ain't you 40-water?

I read an article on you while I was up under the dryin' net

Magazine double XL (XXL)

I heard that, okay what's crackaleezie what's the heezie deezie?

Why you try to act like you was God's gift to the world

A few minutes of a keezie leezie?

All my dentures gathered around to take a look

At this bankded beauty Dolly Parton gluteus maximus

Ass big enough to fit a cup on her booty (booty),

Straight Centerfold Suzette

I'm in the mix (I'm in the mix) check it out

I'm in the mix like a blender

Stay right down the street from Paul from the Diamond Center

I used to cut grass for a livin'

But now I count cash for a livin' (beotch, BEOTCH!)

 

Chorus:

 

Now, there was a cool little old fuck

Smoked a little broccelius then we stopped by the burrito truck

Stuck, man this shit here's crazy

I'm in a Ford, Fix Or Repair Daily

Old school antique lifters tickin'

With a gas leak radiator off the heater reads

I'm in a desperate need of some antifreeze

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit what the fuck's wrong with this car?

Shit, shit, shit, shit I should've drove my Northstar

Dependable, new school get you where you need to be when you need to be

Enemies aimin' at me with they darts

While I'm footin' it, walkin' to Kragens Auto Parts

 

Chorus:

 

A week later, everything was fo' sho'

My album was about to drop so I went on a promotional to'

Bus driver why you cruisin' dude? Where we headed?

Houston Texas, one mo' mile, two mo' exits

Quarter to three me and the Mossie checkin' in at the Doubletree

Lemme call my dudes, who? 8-ball and MJG

Ball where da hoes?

All the hoes be at Poppago's

Later on that day

Say you know a motherfucker can't come to Houston

Without visitin' Little J

The Scarfaces, The Drapers and The Greens

The Northsides and Club Boomerangs and BEOTCH!

 

Chorus:

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E-40 - 1-Luv Lyrics

E-40 - 1-Luv Video

*phone rings*

This is the operator. I have a collect call from

Hey this yo' potnah main!

Who is an inmate in a California State prison

To deny charges, hang up now

To accept charges, press five now

 

Mmmmm..... welllll

One love (one love)

Ohhhhh (one love) The L, the L, the L, the L

One love (one love)

Welll (there's only one love) The O, the O, the O, the O

One love (one love)

Ohhhhh (one love) and the V, the V, the V, the V

One love (one love)

Welll (there's only one love) it's the E, the E, the E, the E

 

Verse One:

 

Member that game Fat Bank Take Skinny Bank?

Well now we play Skinny Bank Take Fat Bank

That's because it ain't no work bein offered main

They act like they ain't even thinkin bout us main

I promise I swear the po-po threw my homey in the slammer

Did him bad, wish I had my candid camera, made me mad

Vanilla be swarmin like bees surveillance binoculars hidden in trees

Reliable sources copying keys, oh p-uh-please

One for the life, and two for death

Three damn strikes no chances left

Let me tell ya lil bout me

E-40 and the C-L-I-C we used to have to use

Sheets for curtains, socks for washtowels

I was happy as hell when my cousin gave me his hand-me-downs

This ain't no happy Shirley Temple talleistic crap

This here is serious more Realistic than Radio Shack

Observe as I strike a nerve, reach out and touch my kind

Open up your photo album man, and I bet you find

Folks that passed away, potnahs that been blasted away

I miss you steal some liquor main, who got some tissue

 

Chorus: Leviti and E-40

 

One love (one love) One love

Ohhhh (one love)

One love (one love) well well One love

Well wellll (there's only one love)

One love (one love) One love

Ohhhh (one love)

One love (one love) well well One love

Well wellll (there's only one love)

 

Verse Two:

 

Erybody wanna shoot em up bang bang

Way I was raised we had to knuckle up and throw them thangs

We got em up and you know I had to check em swell

Cuz if I ran home and didn't fight back my mom'd beat that tail

Just received word from my folks upstate

They said uh, they tryin ta, they tryin ta take away our weights

And uh, no more beef and pork just muslim books and fish fork

And laps around the yard with my Walkman bumpin this

Now I'm bouts ta get married, is it clever

Thought it was, till I got the Dear John letter

Been down for ten bucks and got a eight year stay

And I just found out she had her baby yesterday

Ain't nobody been to see me yet, but I ain't gonna worry

Man ya out there ballin main can you drop a twenty up in my commisary

Uhh, my family thinks that I'm a thug homie

When you see my momma man give her a hug for me

And tell her

 

Chorus

 

Verse Three:

 

Huh, thinkin back, you gotta watch your back and play it well

Enjoyed myself when I was out there tryin ta get in that mail

We used to kick it at the waterfront the whole Vallejo

Watchin the pervin contestses between E-40 and Del

That's what we did up under the bridge fools posted up

Choppin game conversatin gettin toast up

Leanin against my seamless convertible tops and boosted cleaners

Them Click boys mobbin deep in cuts, actin meanest

The good times, they gone, here in the can is my new phone

Guess in order to do some right I had to do some wrong

Picked up a package yesterday and I was HAPPY

It was a box and full of goodies from my PAPPY

Tripped me out ain't seen or heard from Poppa Duke in years

Sent me a picture and some fetti dang they sheadin tears

See first you born then you live then you die

One day soon I'll get another try, one love

 

Chorus

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E-40 - Nah, Nah... Lyrics

E-40 - Nah, Nah... Video

(feat. Nate Dogg)

 

E-40

F'real, uh...

Oh boy, due to the graphic game-orienfestedness

Of this program, viewer discretion is advised

I promise you pimpin; I mean that there's so many L-R-P's

Lone Range Pimpin jumpin up on this track man you underdig?

We spit these L-R-P's and we do this damn thing real toughlike

You underdig? So this a bitch, c'mon

 

Nate Dogg

The homies done made it, I'm so elated

Got all of the ladies, ohhhhh, nah nah-nah-nah-nah-nah

Don't try to play me, just cause I'm faded

Don't think that I'm crazy, whoooh, nah nah-nah-nah-nah-nah

 

E-40

But Nate Dogg, what if my bankroll was to fall?

Think she'll cut from me, think she'll stand tall through it all?

Think she'll boost for me, steal me a pair

Of dum-dum dum-dum's from the mall? (Hell naw)

Bear it all, pose naked in the camasol (nah nah-nah-nah-nah-nah)

You got a baby by me, I got a baby by you

Whaddya mean? I'ma always be able to plug you

You tell me to lick (lick) I tell you to suck (suck)

We be mad at each other, but we still WHAAAT?

 

Nate Dogg

I do what I wanna do, just cause I want to

Don't care too much about you, hell naw, nah nah-nah-nah-nah-nah

Nate Dogg ain't gon' force you, I'll wait until you want to

If not then I'll erase you, you know, nah nah-nah-nah-nah-nah

 

E-40

I left the club staggerin (staggerin)

Blasted handcuffed and lifted in the paddywagon

In a holdin cell, without a doubt

Your momma put her house up to bail me out

If that ain't stickin to the script

I'm her future son-in-law ain't never gave her no lip (lip)

Uhh, thought I wasn't (wasn't)

Love you cause you was down when I was scrubbin

 

Nate Dogg

Say you're lookin fo' a gangsta, girl I wanna thank ya

When niggaz come and question, do you know? Nah nah-nah-nah-nah-nah

While other niggaz thankin, corners I be bankin

Money I be makin, you know, nah nah-nah-nah-nah-nah

 

E-40

You was a, new comer, turned out by Barry White

GiGi Hana, mesmerized by my slang

I pop my collar one time (one time)

Got control of yo' mind (mind)

Never know, I'm sometimes in Kenneth Coles

Thugged out, never judge me by my clothes

When there's a drought, I be ridin, Z's and Vogues

Five times on the look out for the po'-po'

 

Nate Dogg

Nate D-O-double G (double G) Don't wanna fuck me (wanna fuck me)

As happy as can be (as can be) Nate Dogg and 40, Fonzarell'

We're gon' reach to the bay (to the bay) 'Frisco to L.A. (L.A.)

Don't care what you say (what you say) they all fam-lay (fam-i-lay)

 

E-40

They all family.. Oh boy, whaddya know, y'know?

Yeah, straight game you underdug? Oh boy

Yeah we stay doin this.. you underdig?

Please believe that part of the game oh boy

Uhh.. Battlecat on the track, oh boy

Please believe... uhh

Sick Wid It records... Oh boy

Please believe, we stay doin this

Uhhh, uh-uhh!

Uh-uhh

Uh-uhh! Oh boy

Uhhh, ssp spit it pimpin.. please believe

Uhh, oh boy, uhh, uhh, E-Feezy

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