E-40 Choppin lyrics
by T.I.
[Interlude: E-40]
Aye, Jon –
Man, what's wrong with these Willie Foo Foo riff-raff ass n*ggas, huh?
Always trying to go to war over a motherf*ckin' b*tch
Man, n*ggas don't be procrastinatin' – n*ggas be procrasta-fakin'...
Yeah, pimp, I ain't no motherf*ckin hater,
I'm a motherf*ckin money motivator, man...
You know what I'm talkin about?
Yeah, big skrill playing the field,
Tryin' to money mack up on a motherf*cking meal...
Like my O.G. partna Stomp Down would say,
"I ain't gon' give it to ya lata,
I'ma give it to ya all the way motherf*ckin' straight"...
It is what it is, man
It is I, say is me... E motherf*ckin' 40 Wata Belafonte, man
The best thing since the triple beam, pimp...
Popcorn pimps split dem L-I-P's,
IIt's confirmed like a Don King perm
And, whatevea it is, I'm sellin' it –
Whether it's pills to a dope fiend or peanuts to an elephant... BIATCH!