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Viewing Lyrics for H.i. Double L.:

Artist:E-40
Taken from the album In A Major Way by E-40
Album:In A Major Way
Track:H.i. Double L.
 
Date Added:27/04/2015
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Lyrics:(e-40)
Hey ah, which way should i steer ah
The beat keeps knockin down my rear view
mirror
Pervin like a mothaf--ka swervin
Hope i don't scrub in my '95 suburban
To go
throughout the community squattin on gold tippy toes
Peep, breathin on indian cigarette-ganish
bidi posin n---as tweak
Quick fast and a hurry don't worry 40 vision blurry
Shorty hit the
freeways climbin like that n---a joe torre
(celly cel)
What do you know it's siggity
cel
That funky niggero that funky n---a doe
Kickin in doors you beta grab ya hoe
I
see ya cruisin in the late night
Creepin wit my n---a b-legit and 40 water, ah s--t

(40)
We're here-we're there-we're everywhere
Highly intox-icated but we don't care

(b-legit)
I'm from the h.i.l.l. the place where my n---as bell
A mack muthaf--kin 12 will
send your aaa straight to hell
(40)
A tick a tock, the s--t da spot
They say them
crazy muthaf--kas pull out a chop
(b)
I watch them muthaf--kas run
I do this s--t for
fun
You n---as know you can't get none
(40)
Biatch

Chorus-
I'm from
the v.a.l.l.e.j.o
H.i.l.l side doe
Spittin straight game is all a n---a know and ahh

And they be like... (there they go,off to the liquor store)
(b)
I tell a b--ch what the
f--k you mean where i've been
And so what i smells like p---y and gin
I had money to
make
b--ches to break and if the s--t was out of line i had lives to take
I told you from
the gate that i'm a mobster
Sippin dp eatin lobster
Don't get it confused you won't get
abused
As long as you makin' me them revenues
(cel)
That miggity mack, that diggity
dang and that niggity nut
Jump in the back of my cut with a tramp s--t and hit the gut

Ain't got no love for 'em all i love to do is d--k 'em
Pass 'em to the extra mannish n---a 40
water
(40)
If i was popeye with a ?
You could ki55 my big black royal
I'm not
funkin' over oliveoil
Last night i had a superbad in my room
She s--ked me till my d--k
shriveled up like a prun
(cel)
Well pass the hussy to the left hand side
So i can
bend her over hit it from the back and let her ride
You know it's sick wid it
Hog gotta
put the shake down
Shot her to the left n---a hit me with the break down

Chorus

(40)
Beefeater, tanqueray, safire, bombay
? the punch bowl full of hurricane
That'll
last a n---a dang near all day
Smokin' herb we gets perved cop a squat
Let's hang out at
the old cola spot
(b)
n---a i'm a louie smokes damn near q
So can i get a twomp on my
pager here
You been blowin' me up
I know you know the code
31 double 07 dash 9
eleven
(40)
High steppin'
Ya blankin off the blanks
Cuz i'm a rock starhate goin
dove rock
n---a let me use your f--kin car
All the way to
sunday,monday,tuesday,wednesday,thursday,friday,saturday
Threw up money tore up aaa botch you
call the po po on me
Told 'em i was sideways doin about a buck 50 in salonto county

Sheriffs pull my aaa over, and book me caught me with a gun
And a bunch of alezah bottles and
they was askin me where i'm from
And i said b--ch

Chorus
 


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