Stay Away lyrics
by E-40
[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
f*ck n*ggas get away from me
f*ck n*ggas get away, get away from me
b*tch n*ggas stay away from me
b*tch n*ggas stay away, stay away from me
f*ck n*ggas get away from me
f*ck n*ggas get away, get away from me
Broke n*ggas keep away from me
Broke n*ggas keep away, keep away from me
Back back back back
Back back back back, n*gga give me 40 feet
Back back back back
Back back back back, n*gga give me 40 feet
[Verse 1: E-40]
Hustlers up, busters down
Real n*ggas make the world go round
Macahi in the shop in the town
Gettin' sprayed root beer brown
My bezzle chain ain't for play
Cost a tenth of a million, 100k
Cartier white buffalo sticks, winnin'
Lookin' like a D-Boy from Michigan
We eatin' over here, no scraps
Shout out to my n*ggas in the flaps
It's gudda in the ghetto, in the traps
Bentley's, Audis, Ferraris, Rolls Royces and Cadillacs
[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
f*ck n*ggas get away from me
f*ck n*ggas get away, get away from me
b*tch n*ggas stay away from me
b*tch n*ggas stay away, stay away from me
f*ck n*ggas get away from me
f*ck n*ggas get away, get away from me
Broke n*ggas keep away from me
Broke n*ggas keep away, keep away from me
Back back back back
Back back back back, n*gga give me 40 feet
Back back back back
Back back back back, n*gga give me 40 feet
[Verse 2: E-40]
Another day, another dollar
Your b*tch want me in her throat like a lozenge
Neck game sick, she a slobberer
Got her coochie hella hot with my thermomater
I been spittin' game since I was 2
I back a 22 like Shaq shoot
At the box, everything new
Drink Piruet Jiet, new
These Balenciagas, not Adidas
These ain't Ray Bans, these Ditas
f*ck Satan, shout out to Jesus
I ain't scared of n*ggas, I'm scared of police
[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
f*ck n*ggas get away from me
f*ck n*ggas get away, get away from me
b*tch n*ggas stay away from me
b*tch n*ggas stay away, stay away from me
f*ck n*ggas get away from me
f*ck n*ggas get away, get away from me
Broke n*ggas keep away from me
Broke n*ggas keep away, keep away from me
Back back back back
Back back back back, n*gga give me 40 feet
Back back back back
Back back back back, n*gga give me 40 feet
[Bridge: Eric Bellinger]
I could tell a real from a lame in a minute
I could turn a spark to a flame in a minute
Listen to a boss, big game for a minute
Back back back back
I could tell the truth from a lie in a minute
I could spot a mark in the sky in a minute
I done kept my pistol in my side for a minute
Back back
[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
f*ck n*ggas get away from me
f*ck n*ggas get away, get away from me
b*tch n*ggas stay away from me
b*tch n*ggas stay away, stay away from me
f*ck n*ggas get away from me
f*ck n*ggas get away, get away from me
Broke n*ggas keep away from me
Broke n*ggas keep away, keep away from me
Back back back back
Back back back back, n*gga give me 40 feet
Back back back back
Back back back back, n*gga give me 40 feet