One night stand Lyrics
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One night stand Lyricsby E-40 Buy album CD: Breakin News Y'all ready to get this thing started (YEAH) Y'all ready to get crunk (YEAH) Aww Shit (Intro) Lets go baby girl, Let's go Lets get the muther fucking flow, baby girl let's girl Everybody in the club got the flow for sho' Some mother fuckers slap on backs for sho' Now let's go Let's go baby girl, Let's go Let's get the muther fucking flow, baby girl let's girl All my niggaz in the club got the flow for sho' Some mother fuckers slap on backs for sho' Now let's go [DJ Kayslay] I don't think y'all understand whats about to go down right now DJ Kayslay the drama king in the building with my nigga E-40 Yo Rick Rock, this is cracking right here baby I need everybody to turn this shit up loud as you can And rock to this shit like never before, Let's go!! [E-40] Never running out of lingo Forty water right back at 'em with another single Money longer than the neck on a flamingo twenty-thosand on a bet in a casino I got a partner on parol that just got out of Chino Not a rookie but a vet, like Dan Marino My favorite actor on the set, Al Pacino This is a heater man, hot, like jalepeno Follow the leader Forty from Califoolya, you hear it and you speago My life ain't no cartoon, i'ts not animated like Zito High like a hot air ballonist, i'm just an opportunist The sooner the better you let me know you we can do this [Chorus] Exuse me lady I've been looking at you from over here I was wondering if I could buy you a beer and maybe later we can cut I don't wanna be your man, I don't wanna be, let's have a one night stand I know I don't know you and stuff but maybe we can get to know each other over a couple glasses of whatever in this cup I don't wanna go and dance, I don't wanna, let's have a one night stand. [E-40] Let's get it cracking like some broken bones, money mackin' Talking on those burnt out phones, Cadallackin' Wood grain dash and doors and floor mats Good game, cash, I stash and store raps PS2 clarity, diamond watches, super bad botches Ankler and Cotches and Choppers fresh out the boxes I like to polish my rims and tires, hundred spoke wires With Armorol baby wipes because them Daytons require Nothing but the best on flesh, just like sex Rubbin lotion all on her Gluteus Maximus I don't see no ring, all I see is miss sixty jeans Walking through the club like she ready to do some things Full of that turtle got Forty smelling like skunk But everybody know you can't smell yourself when your drunk Posted at the bar lookin like a star, I ghetto ball Two way me your number, I'll give a player a call [Chorus] [E-40] This is for my folks in Zalets and all my guys There's a new rapper in town, E-40's on the rise Known for having Sic Wid It records and Jive ties Business man, always at work like Barry Wise The guy with all the slang in the game, up out the Yeh Gorillas, Marie world Africa USA, ya feel us Its sick out here in the Bay where we stay We killas, I wish someone would come and pray Live life like their ain't no tommorow, ain't no tommorow Life is something that you can't borrow, that you can't borrow Every days a holiday, every day man we celebrate Every day we modulate, every day man we perculate [Chorus] (Intro)
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