Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Todd Anthony Shaw, Earl Thomas Stevens, Marvin Whitemon
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E-40To Da Beat Lyrics:
Ooh
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Ooh ooh
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Wake dey ass up, check it
Beotch ooh
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She hit me on my locker, I was off that tropicana
Orange juice and absolut vodka
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Smokin' on a beadie, chasin' it with a fat strike in my
Fresh off the showroom flexing 32 valve North star Caddy
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Gettin' it cricket, slangin' 'em sideways, walkin' up the streets
Residuals, re-enactments, constantly repeatedly burnin' vogues
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Flamboastin', high sidin', turnin' heads, rewindin'
Ain't had the car but two weeks and already need a wheel alignment
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See us bay Negroes is nigger ain't give a fuck
Flip a spankin' new vehicle, tear it up
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We play mind games with tizzy airhead ass hoes, make 'em
Buy us things like diamond ear-rhings and clothes, a, uhh
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P I M P, come V I inch up bitch and pay me
Hoe, ahh pay me uh no attention
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These are the things that you need to know
But just remember Charlie Hustle always told you so
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It's to da beat y'all, and it don't stop
A to da beat y'all, and it won't quit
A to da beat y'all, and it don't stop
A to da beat y'all, and it won't quit
Cranks out da beat y'all, voice boisterous, make the shit throb
A to da beat y'all, deep voice boisterous, make the shit throb
A to da beat y'all, deep voice boisterous, make the shit throb
A to da beat y'all, now do it up and say whassup off-i-sah-ha
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Ah-cho-ah-chokin' on some burner, in my little deuce, white interior
Smoke gray exterior, convertible rag top hummer
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Little homey ain't but sixteen years and a millionaire
Sittin' on somethin' clever talkin' about, 40 water can you help me out?
Can you give me some kind of advice
'Cause I ain't tryin' to be up in this bitch forever?
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Told all my motherfuckers to try to wash they monies
And make some kind of good out of bad, buy you a couple offixer uppers
Shit it ain't gotta be no brand new Caddy
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Use da dope game as a stepping stone, let your little sister run it
Turn one of the fixer-uppers into a care home, I'da done it
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Where I'm from, Vallejo California born and raised in crew
We got the highest paid police force, look what they do
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Too busy tryin' to scrutinize and slander me
As much as I done did for the community
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Do me a favor why don't you go out of state and go visit
Some of your family members down South and mention Vallejo
And I bet the first thing that come up out their mouth
Is Earl Stevens and Danell, bump this shit 'til your tape break
And you're a bitch if you didn't buy my last tape, Beotch
It's to da beat y'all, and it don't stop
A to da beat y'all, and it won't quit
A to da beat y'all, and it don't stop
A to da beat y'all, and it won't quit
Cranks out da beat y'all, voice boisterous, make the shit throb
A to da beat y'all, deep voice boisterous, make the shit throb
A to da beat y'all, deep voice boisterous, make the shit throb
A to da beat y'all, now do it up and say whassup off-i-sah-ha
(To da beat)
Sahsinister shit, for you to ride to, you got your clip?
Uh huh, aight, then let me guide you into my world
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Straight up, this ain't no circus, playboys and girls
Listen up, we's 'bout to get on turbans, boom boom
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Woofers in the back boom boom! Niggaz and bitches talkin' 'bout
Did you hear that nigga 40 water new shit?
That nigga got the slack!
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You can pat that nigga down with a metal detector
And still not have a clue
Fools be slidin' up in parties on crutches
Limpin', with a derringer in his shoe
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Fuck a Cuban cigar, give me a black and mild
Then watch me tear up a brand new hundred dollar bill
And throw it in the crowd
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I don't need no iron, I'm already crisp
(Whatchu got, whatchu got, whatchu got)
I don't need no money, I got mouthpiece
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Closed mouth tank get fed, dude what you talkin' here, what
All of a sudden you got amnesia nigga
I know you didn't forget who buttered your bread
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Old money but new game playboy and it ain't recycled
I ain't to be toyed with, so don't call me Tyko
(To da beat)
A to da beat y'all, and it won't quit
A to da beat y'all, and it don't stop
A to da beat y'all, and it won't quit
Cranks out da beat y'all, voice boisterous, make the shit throb
A to da beat y'all, deep voice boisterous, make the shit throb
A to da beat y'all, deep voice boisterous, make the shit throb
A to da beat y'all, now do it up and say whassup off-i-sah-ha
A to da beat
A to da beat y'all
A to da beat
A to da beat y'all
A to da beat
A to da beat y'all
A to da beat
A to da beat
A to da beat
A to da beat y'all
A to da beat
A to da beat
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