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Big Sean ft. E-40 – I Don’t Fuck With You Lyrics

Big Sean, E-40, I Don’t Fuck With You Lyrics 7:54 PM

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Big Sean ft. E-40 – I Don’t Fuck With You Lyrics

[Hook: Big Sean] I don’t fuck with you You lil stupid ass bitch, I 
ain’t fuckin’ with you You lil, you lil dumb ass bitch, I ain’t fuckin’ with 
you I got a million trillion things I’d rather fuckin’ do Than to be 
fuckin’ with you, lil stupid ass I don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a 
fuck I don’t, I don’t, I don’t give a fuck Bitch, I don’t give a fuck 
about you, or anything that you do Don’t give a fuck about you, or anything 
that you do

[Verse 1: Big Sean] I heard you got a new man, I see you takin’ a 
pic Then you post it up, thinkin’ that its makin’ me sick I see you 
calling, I be makin’ it quick Imma answer that shit like: “I don’t fuck with 
you” Bitch I got no feelings to go I swear I had it up to here, I got no 
ceilings to go I mean for real, fuck how you feel Fuck your two cents if 
it ain’t goin’ towards the bill, yeah And everyday I wake up celebratin’ 
shit, why? Cause I just dodged a bullet from a crazy bitch I stuck to my 
guns, that’s what made me rich That’s what put me on, that’s what got me 
here That’s what made me this And everything that I do is my first 
name These hoes chase bread, aw damn, she got a bird brain Ain’t nothin’ 
but trill in me, aw man, silly me I just bought a crib, three stories, that 
bitch a trilogy And you know I’m rollin’ weed that’s fuckin’ up the 
ozone I got a bitch that text me, she ain’t got no clothes on And then 
another one text, then your ass next And I’m gonna text your ass back 
like

[Hook: Big Sean]

[Verse 2: E-40] Got a million things on my mind, executive deals 
online Limited amount of time, chasin’ these dollar signs and you ain’t on 
your grind You liable to find me up in the MGM casino in the D Fuckin’ off 
fetti I coulda put on property From the Bay to the Murder Mitten, my niggas 
put murder missions She choosin’, that’s her decision, free my niggas in 
prison On the phone with a bitch who can’t do shit For a pimp but make a 
nigga hella rich Got a blunt in my dental, goin’ HAM in a rental On my 
way, to Sacramento, late night, Arsenio I’m never sentimental, go hard or go 
homeless Barely Harley, I’m chromeless, you might end up domeless I bet 
you she into me, her cheddar, she givin’ me I’ll make a bitch stand outside 
forever like the Statue of Liberty Rest in pimp, Pimp C, underground king of 
the South I raise my Styrofoam up, and pour some drank in my mouth Why you 
always coming around with bad news? Say you want me to win, but hope I 
lose Askin’ if I rock with other niggas in the crew But them niggas cool, 
it’s just that

[Hook: Big Sean]

[Verse 3: Big Sean] I got a new chick that I gotta thank God for I got 
a new whip that I gotta thank the lot for Yeah I got a lot but want a lot 
more Yeah we in the buildin’ but I’m tryna take it to the top floor I 
swear I hear some new bullshit every day I’m wakin’ up It seems like nowadays 
everybody breakin’ up That shit can break you down if you lose a good 
girl I guess you need a bad bitch to come around and make it up I guess 
drama makes for the best content Everything got a bad side, even a 
conscience Now you’re drinkin’ ’til your unconscious Feel me when you get 
a fine bitch Just don’t forget to read the fine print Life got me 
meditatin’ like I’m in the Himalayas Keep it G with the L lit on me like the 
elevator Yeah I know that karma’s too real so I hope you doin’ cool But 
still stupid ass bitch I ain’t fuckin’ with you Little stupid ass I ain’t 
fuckin with I ain’t fuckin’, I ain’t I ain’t fuckin’ with you I ain’t 
fuckin’ with you 
 
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Big Sean ft. E-40 – I Don’t Fuck With You Lyrics

Big Sean ft. E-40 – I Don’t Fuck With You Lyrics [Hook: Big Sean] I don’t fuck with you You lil stupid ass bitch, I ain’t fuckin’ with...

E-40 - Choices (Yup) Lyrics

Choices (Yup) Lyrics, E-40 11:31 PM

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Choices (Yup) Lyrics by E-40

Nope, yup Nope, yup Nope, yup Nope, yup Nope, yup Have you 
told on a nigga? Nope Ever squeeze a treagor? Yup Ever said a nigga 
up? Ever help a brother when I was in the down on this road? You a sap? 
Nope You don’t bass player, you a map Let me hold a couple dollars. 
Nope! That’s when you popping all colors Stack rhymes on the 
scramp Can’t wait her on my lamp How do on my blood? Bitch I’mma 
thug You a loser? Nope Winner? Yup Starving? Nope Dinner? Yup You 
still sell dope? Now you cleaning in the bar with sop? Yup Got a little dude 
up? Gotta thug I got it rude now You in love with the haw? Nope She 
bringing you the dope? Yup[ You gonna cry if she leave? Nope You gonna 
find the seas? Yup

Everybody got choices, I’m stuck to this brain Everybody got choices, 
these bitches is choosing, I’m all in their hit Everybody got choices, keep 
it one thou I would like what I’d choose Everybody got choices, these nigga 
been hating, I already know But I never get broke no, no, no, no I’mma 
staging money yeah, yeah, yeah And I got this in my soul I’mma staging 
money yeah, yeah, yeah If you broke you ain’t like me no, no, no I’mma 
staging money yeah, yeah, yeah I give a fuck if you won’t like me no, no, no, 
no I’mma staging money yeah, yeah, yeah

Lazy, nope Got dick and I drive her hole crazy Hater? Nope Wanna see 
her plan to get paper, yup Traitor? Nope Loyal to my soul, not a faker, 
yup Sleep, nope Bust moves ‘til I active in the streets, yup Scare of 
the dark? Nope Have money, have heart Knock nope, shark yup Gus up like 
a bro Check a bitch like a smock Yeah Sleeping, nope Tripping, 
yup Sober as a gopher? Nope Higher then a roller coaster Star wars, 
nope Yoda? Yup Never leave the house without my strap, nope Shut the 
motherfucking in the snap Never been a sucker or a pussy, nope Blunt 
cookie, never coafing like a rookie

Was it love at first sight? Nope Did she rise you like a bike? Yup Was 
it rip? Was her pussy tight? Yup Does it properly? Yup Drive a Maserati? 
Yup You suffer in a sack? Nope You sall this as a rock? Yup Slow, tray 
to go, you team weak You expected in the steamy Shallow, nope Dinny, 
yup Broke, nope Chinie, yup Not will be the (?) But a long (?) base 
on tracp If I get two more rounds I’mma give a nigga fair now Still 
live in the truck, nope You ever go back? We wild at the camera Ears to 
the scanner

E-40 - Choices (Yup) Lyrics

Choices (Yup) Lyrics by E-40 Nope, yup Nope, yup Nope, yup Nope, yup Nope, yup Have you told on a nigga? Nope Ever squeeze a treagor...

E-40 - Tell Me When To Go (Remix) Lyrics (Ft. Kanye West, Keak Da Sneak & Ice Cube)

E-40 11:54 AM

Tell Me When To Go (Remix) Lyrics by E-40 Ft. Kanye West, Keak Da Sneak & Ice Cube [Intro: E-40] REMIX! (Ayyyyy!) Ay man, ay it’s by popular demand pimp, I need a fix, man Dey demandin a remix, man! (A remix, pimp? A remix!) It’s confirmed like a Don King perm (yeah, HA) You got ya boy E-40, you got Kanye West {IT’S ICE CUBE NIGGA!!} Ooooooooohh… [Hook: (Keak Da Sneak) E-40] (Tell me when to go) Tell me when to go (Tell me when to go) Tell me when to GOOOOOOO… *repeat 2X* (“Dumb” “Dumb” “Dumb” “Du-du-dumb”) [Verse 1: E-40] This bourbon and Carlos Rossi got me feelin like da Man of Steel Energy hyphy drink (drink); spinner steerin wheel Mardi Gras beads around my neck (neck), invisible set Pull-outs (pull-outs!) diamonds on my mouth (BLING) Rally stripes, hustle cars, vans and campers (campers) My dude got handle bars, get out yer cameras (get out yer cameras) Wet the tar down, break out the crates (oooh…) We on the swerve ice skatin, doin figure eights (ERRRH!!!) The King of Slang, they call me Ebonics (‘bonics!) I get stupid and dumb like Just Ice and Mantronix (“Dumb-dumb…”) …hear me out (out!) The first motherfucker to even SPEAK about a “Drought” (uh-huh) 40, ya fool, I heard he’s growin out his hair (yeah) Sweaaar – yea, he takin it dere UUHHH! (UUHHH!) – it’s party music Get used to it – the hyphy music! AHH! [Hook] [E-40 - briefly over Hook] Who you know could get Kanye West on the remix? (OOOOOH!) Ay ‘Ye, you know they love you in the Yay, boy! (Ay) Speak on it! [Verse 2: Kanye West] Ay, ay pimp, it’s ‘Ye, pimp 40 told me dey fuckin wit me in The Bay, pimp So I’ma, ride down with the do’s open (do’s open manye) Yeah – that’s what’ll get the hoes open (hoes open manye) High-inch stilettos wit the toes open (toes open) Yeah – and any haters get they nose broken (ooooh) Now, tell me when to go, tell me where the ho’s You told me they was cold, now you act like they don’t know like - …Ummmmmmm (ummmm), Ummmmmm (ummmm) I’mma hit the liquor sto’, I’mma be on the low I’mma have my hoodie on (yeah) Call out my name and you know dey gon’ go (“Dumb”) (Dumb!) You fuckin up my mode manye (mayne) I tell you only call me by my code name (code name) Dey al’edy recognize me from my gold chain (gold chain) The same one I gave Keyshia Cole manye (Cole mayne) Now go duuumb, like Cole On Martin, I’m retarded (‘ey!) [Hook] [Verse 3:Ice Cube] YAY, tell me when to go, niggas get sick (yeah!) Ice Cube on the mic, fifty-one-fifty (Ha!) Nuttin but a fool, y’all know who wit me (yeah!) A West Coast nigga named E-Fo’ Liquor (oooh…) We can drink malt liquor til the party get thicker (uh!) Then I get sicker, and go-go dealer (Ayyyyy!) Rollin thru the bank, doors open manye Freaks on the side, walk hopin mayne That dey can jump in, get a lil’ sum-thin (uh) Yo Geronimo, bitch cause I gotta go! (AYY!) Burn rubber, leave it in the streets Leave it them dope-ass Little Jon beats (yeah) (Oooooh!) To make you go berserk ’til it hurts Put in work, if you’re scared “Go to Church” (yeah) Shake them dreads nigga, FUCK them feds I’m wit the E-4-Oh! (yea) Tell me when to go.. [Hook] E-40 - Tell Me When To Go (Remix) Lyrics (Ft. Kanye West, Keak Da Sneak & Ice Cub

E-40 - Tell Me When To Go (Remix) Lyrics (Ft. Kanye West, Keak Da Sneak & Ice Cube)

Tell Me When To Go (Remix) Lyrics by E-40 Ft. Kanye West, Keak Da Sneak & Ice Cube [Intro: E-40] REMIX! (Ayyyyy!) Ay man, ay it’s by po...

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