E-40 - Lightweight Jammin' Lyrics

[e 40]


i was goin thru some east the otha day i ran across this/
i said to myself this jammin i couldnt resist/
my folks was like this ? who produced this/
my potna ? off of a beer and a spliff/
[jammin]this beat ull make ya lungs collapse/
whatever he was smokin man i want some of dat/
whatever we be tottin man a le ass flat/
its aint where u from its how u come and where u be at/
where u be at yeah where i be at missouri atlanta kansas city portland sea tap/
kentucky nevada dallas tex detroit n da map/
arizona san diego fresno LA n sac/
[jammin]i put vallejo on the map rubberband about to break cant hardly fit on my stacks my bankroll out of shape gotta lose some wait its too fat/
how much money u make i can neva be exact BIAATCH!

[CHORUSx11] THATS LIGHTWEIGHT JAMMIN,

Clyde Carson]

halfway that almost slap it kinda knock that might just clap feel good brand new ? bitches catchin feelings like will.i.am tonights gonna be a goodnight soon as i pull up yo bitch is goodbye partyin n jack j.j. gooodtimes/
burn every ball clyde just cook rhymes took time/
but then she came this go this go thats all she said mayonnaise mustard all she spread/
freddy bein 2 ? and my 15s playin/
[jammin] gettin it diggin it dog easy to jammin when she wettin the wall she get to jammin n u likely to fall hood go hand when its water and carl

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Husalah

everytime she see the 73 she wanna get wit a leather bee inside i dont listen stop goin money what the fuck is u tellin me oh shit husalah husalah dippin on 6s shittin on midgets slap tremendo knock ridiculous chicken shit and broke bitches wish n by ?
yolkin 4 barrels open hella sideways have the whole club chokin this shit go so damn maney people catch the holy ghost like grandma n auntie husulah husalah he a damn boy aint he fake suckas hate me they girl wanna take me i come through wit the ganstas n the hustlas 8 rulers in my trunk thats 12 for u suckas bled

chorus repeat