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E-40 - Earl That's Yo' Life - Featuring Too Short, Otis & Shug Lyrics

Artist: E-40

Album: Miscellaneous

Genre: Hip Hop/Rap

  • Songwriters: A Banks, O Cooper, S Howell, T Shaw, E Stevens

Earl, whassup Mayne?
It's yo' potnah Short Dawg
You know we come a long way, baby
From the ground up

Oh, they love the way us players ball
No doubt, that's how we do this
It's all about you Mayne
It's yo' life, let 'em know somethin'

I come from where they pop they collars
And couldn't be saved by
'Cause, I'll probably never ever see the pearly gates
At the rate I'm goin' now, it'll be too late

Take life taste it, get on and smell it
You know what Charlie is?
Well it's sucker repellent
I spray myself with it every morning, you dig?
I spray myself right before I leave the crib

Hot ones echo through the ghetto, bullets ricochet
I'm bendin' corners in my Cadillac Escalate
It's summertime and I'm scorchin', fuck a bulletproof
I'm hella keyed and I'm perkin' off that num-num juice

I'm in the traffic with my music on storm
Got a ticket just for blowin' my, horn
The real, pinkie ring, princess cut
Carats on, around my neck

Lookin' like some clones, be at yo' best
We don't play checkers no more, we play chess
One trey tri trey double, H I double L sideshow
All about my fetti-oh

One time want to see me fold
It's obvious, I'm humongous
Acres cars and businesses
All about my fetti-oh

Bank account got to be tall
Diamonds on my wrists and shit
Tycoon stickin' to the script, beotch!

Earl, that's yo' life
Ooh Earl, that's yo' life
Earl, that's yo' life
Ooh Earl, that's yo' life

Straight up out the game
The realest nigga you done talked to all day
It's the dry season, outsmart the po'-po's
Cookin' birdies in the kitchen, with C-Bo

From livin' nappy, e'rybody know me
Used to sell taffy, white girl nasal candy
Hoes'll dress tacky, just so I can bank they dome
Bank 'em make them think ,I'm broke

Use the dope game as a steppin' stone
Next steal walkie talkies
I'm the one that really-natin' them faulty chips
I got the gift of gab, I'm off the choo choo track

I want the fetti, fuck the fame, y'all can have that
One-time want to see me fold
It's obvious I'm humongous


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