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E-40
The names have been changed to protect the innocent
The Adventures of Lieutenant Roast a Botch..
and Sherrie Stack a Grip
Ay, ay ay, ay nigg* pull that motherfker, ay!
Ay! Ay hold on playboy
Ay pull that motherfker over dude
(Bu bu bu bu bu bu bu!!)
Silk-E
I know he is not about to bring his motherfkin as* over here
E-40
Buu!!! Huh?
Silk-E
d*mn!
E-40
You had a smile on your face yesterday why you lookin mean today?
Silk-E
I was tryin to holla at your potnah that's why
I say, uh-oh, look out danger
Captain Save a Hoe with the Rescue Rangers
You wanna holla right
Hell naw you ain't gettin the digits
While you was in the Hall of Game you should've checked my exibit
Lieutenant Roast a who, I'll leave you balless
Always can come, this ain't no beach you fkin walrus
I'm Sherrie Stack a Grip
Known to slap in s**t
I'll take your refrigerator and your bank roll b*tch
Only way you gone see this
If it's under your tongue
Get out my face you fkin eclipse, you're blockin my sun
(car tires skeeting)
E-40
b*tch what the fk you talkin bout?
It ain't like you some kind of notch or somethin
You know what I sayin? b*tch
I'm Lieutenant Roast a Botch, you didn't know it huh?
Captain Save a Hoe
b*tch that's my long distance cousin from Boise, Idaho
We cake patnas, but dude be savin hoes
And I be savin marbles
It's a long as* distance between me and that fool
Cause he's one of them modest fellows
And I'm Lieutenant Roast a Botch known for roastin hoes like marshmellows
Let you tell it cause you a strong black sista about your clout
Knowin you ain't got a pot to pi*s in and a window to throw it out
Are you itchin can't think about sexin'
Irritated by your yeast infection
She's a lazy hoe, y'all seen her
Sit on her as* all day and watch Jerry Springer
Ten kids by ten different d*cks
Biotch!! Your whole house smell like pi*s
(Chorus)
Silk-E If it ain't about cash, then it ain't about s**t
E-40 Throw it, money, fonky c*ck hoe beoott..ch
Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Roast a Botch
Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Roast a Botch
Silk-E
Sherrie Stack a Grip, Sherrie, Sherrie Stack a grip
Sherrie Stack a Grip, Sherrie, Sherrie Stack a grip
E-40
Aten-hut!!
Stand at attention cause one of the main thangs you need to learn
Is to shut the fk up while tyc00ns is talkin
Raise your hand and don't be speakin out of tongues
Only when told to speak, spoke
Only time you laugh is when I tell a joke
Silk-E
nigg* d*mn your personality
You never get no as* from me
Big, bear muth*fka gettin no p*ssy, sittin there mad at me
Ain't it bad business for Pillsbury to be smokin on Swishers
Lieutenant look like you roastin more turkeys than girls
With your fat ass
Fix your cash in a grab bag
By the time you touch your toes
muth*fka I'll be in Baghdad
E-40
Oooo!! I heard your p*ssy went platinum
Colomena serpants, herpes, chlymadia in the albumum
Sherrie Stack a Grip nicknamed
Sherrie Stuff a d*ck The Ratchet Mouth Biotch!!
See I go hard on a b*tch
Like my little cousin
Said those rappin as* brothers from Dallas go hard black
Gold diggin b*tch I ain't got no scratch
Silk-E
Ah nigg* Sherrie Stack a Grip don't give a fk about that
(Chorus)
Silk-E
Why are you screamin at me are you mad from frustration
It ain't my fault you still masturbatin
If youse a balla muth*fka help me recognize
Roll over this fifty dollar bill and give me ten fives
Fives as* nigg* You weak d*ck havin, roach clip needin
Wheezin tryin to breath oversleepin as* nigg*
With your fat ass
Always wanna holla sittin there stank
With your fat ass
Cheesy knuckles marinatin with your drank
Hey fat ass!!!
You best go tender your vittles
Paw lubricated, d*ck in hand
Poppin chicken like skillets
I hold your account like clothes
Oh God you quit it
You don't believe me
Call your bank and go and ask your b*tch
E-40
Haven't you noticed
Put your hand in front of your mout and smell it yourself
Oh, b*tch that's halitosis
When the last time you saw a doctor about your health
Oh you hoes, talkin bout you got the flu
Ignorin do-do breath you can't avoid
Somebody give this hoe a Altoid
Would you please put some lotion on them scuffed up, ashy knees
Clothes lookin like they need to see a dry cleaners
You out there bad with your imitation Prada bag
I know your history hoe
Thunderbird and grape Kool-Aid
You remember suckin d*cks in the seventh grade
All you needed was some bamma and a couple hits
That's why the sa-habs called you
Sherrie Stuff a d*ck the Ratchet Mouth Biotch
Chorus
Silk-E If it ain't about cash, then it ain't about s**t..