Текст песни E-40 - Broccoli
E-40 - Broccoli слова песни
*sung by Otis & Shug*Let`s get Sick Wid It baby Sick Wid it baby, yeahehyeahyeahehyeahhahahLet`s get Sick Wid It baby Said I`m gonna get so Sick Wid It, yeah Said I`m gonna get highhhhhI don`t need no doctor, I don`t need no shrinkAll I need is broccoli and a 40-oh to drink Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out[E-40]While I was bullshittin, bitch tried to hit me upside the head with her shoeTalin bout, "Who the fuck you been doin it to?Comin home always smellin like tuna fish and brew"I said "Bitch, if you don`t get up outta my talkin face, I`ma slap you real tough-likeand I can almost rest assure you that it ain`t gon` be no pretty sight, ugh"2-4-7, 3-6 DeVilleI pull out my dick and spell my name over the bitchShoot the hundred fool, let`s play for pink slips, whatchu slammin?That there shit across the street? That ugly ass gremlin?Buy some sticky, you got the pillowHere go some Black`n`Mild style, split it down the middleWhat`s that? That Oakland Crip? Nah it`s that white widowI was about to say cause they`d botha have your ass up in the hospital, check it outI don`t need no doctor, I don`t need no shrinkAll I need is broccoli and a 40-oh to drink Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out[E-40]Smell me on this one, check it outHit up for 5, and hold it for 10, I`m true lungLet`s see who got the most wind, get em sprungMake em wanna come back and spend, Afghani bombFrom juice and Seagram`s GinFuck all of that Cristal-poppin, drinkin Moet shitI`m from the blockWheaties, Thunderbird, gorilla milk and Aftershock?Boom square wide country?, Wild Irish RoseSmugglin Hennessey and scotch, Jagermeister and Tequila shotsDrinkin 40 ounces was how I first got my figureThen I graduated to straight hard liquorSo hah, let me take a swig of that Crown RoyalWhat you puttin on that blunt huh? Hash oilMy Panamanian saha from south San Franciscoon some marijuana farm down in San Luis ObisboWake yo` ass up Charlie Hustle, wake yo` ass up, why you asleep?Cause, nigga that shit got my twaskin?? my life nigga, shit!Smokin that broccoli now, takes me outSmokin that broccoli now, takes me out I don`t need no doctor, I don`t need no shrink All I need is broccoli and a 40-oh to drink[E-40]Seein two`s and three`sHighly intosticated while I`m slidin on a brimSet of Z`s and V`s, spit Long Range PimpinL-R-P sophisticated wannabe`s, stuck up H-O-E`sDisease-infested back-polluted pussy hoochie mamas, ooh oohGive a damn, make that 2-8-9, think I had a V8Highly carbureator, four-barrel engine scramGet gas, go in sideways, figured up like a phillyReady, get that motherfucker hop up awayEverybody got the munchies and they ain`t tryin ta missWe ride around the corner, nigga there go Emmitt SmithWebulation! Bust a U-ey folker, oh as I`m hoppin outDamn that`s my beeper, I got dinner at the houseThe rules and regulations of the game up in the YayJust slap a bitch silly if she gets off in my wayShe`s open to all the brothers, forgive me grandma yayThree or four different bitches, five or six different times a dayI don`t need no doctor, I don`t need no shrinkAll I need is broccoli and a 40-oh to drink Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out Smokin that broccoli now, takes me outLet`s get Sick Wid It babyLet`s get Sick Wid it baby