Текст песни E-40 f Suga T - Sprinkle Me
E-40 f Suga T - Sprinkle Me слова песни
Intro: E-40*burrrp, burp*Yeah, hocus pocus, skiggedy skayIt ain`t nuttin but meThat nigga E-40Finna sprinkle some of you fools with some of thisThis G-A-M-E man some of this gameUnderstand my sistaFinna sprinkle you fools with sprinkle sistaUnderstand this doeIt don`t stop til the motherfucking glock pop[Don`t stop] and fuck a glock I`m fuckin with a 6RP226 Diana Ross cousin ninaMisdemeanor, that`s what we do, understand itVerse One: E-40I be more hipper than a hippopotamusGet off in your head like a neurologistPushin more weight than AtlasGot a partner by the name of 2PacalypseThe seven-oh-seven my roots go hella far back to Flor TerraceI pull a forty out of my ballcap and den I flush it down my esopha-garusThe group that I`m with The ClickSuga, D-Shot, LegitFamily orientatedGame related, it`s the shitKilling motherfuckers off crucialSittin em down mutualRunning through these lyrics as if I was fiberedlike MetamucilTimah timah.... forty wata.. forty wataSprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me mainBig timah timah, big timah.... forty wata-ahhSprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me mainKick that shit SugaVerse Two: Suga THere comes the top notch, ooh ooh ooh here I beClicked out me Suga T from the VI`m quick to smob (quick to smob), always down for the jobYa gotta strut that`s a gang of shot (gang of shot)Ooh ooh ooh I`m a foolSlangin more mail as I smobs through yo` hoodStraight shakin all, these bustas and busterettesTryin to claim fame off my Chavez rep (Chavez rep)Ohh, why oh why must I be so tight? (Why oh why)Most folks tell me, Suga you ain`t right (Why oh why Suga you ain`t right)It makes me wanna scream while I make ya hollaPullin a gang of clout like that al-mighty dollarChorus: E-40, Suga TSuga Suga (ahh yeah that`s me) Suga SugaThat`s my sista (you know my name!)Sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girl (ahaha)Sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girlSuga Suga (that`s what they call me)Dat`s my sista (I ain`t right!)Sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girlVerse Three: E-40, Suga T(Check the flotation!)Nigga PHin on a playa makin megaTryin to knock the hustle just because we way too major(E they try to test your testicles, you know that shit ain`t cool)Suga don`t make me have to come up out the sound boothand act a fuckin fool(All these old hoe-cake ass niggaz, they make me so damn sick)BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM ON A TRICKPlaya play her for false and get rubbed off ya don`t want malseFuck around and get evaporatedChorus: E-40Cause I`ma timah timah.... timah timahForty wata... forty wataSprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me mainBig timah timah... big timahForty wata... forty wataSprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me mainThat`s what we do, beatch!Understand this shit, understand itWhat`s happenin Suga, you in this bitch with me?(haha thought you heard)Yeah that`s what we do for the motherfuckin... nine-five(ha for the nine-five, yeah)Sick Wid It Records, Jive all the time(understandin the system main)It`s Mob City, V-Town, it`s Mob CityIt`s Mob City V-Town niggaz(mobbin through ya hood)