I-40 - Art Bobb, Hot Toddy Karate & Lady Arson

Base Chorus: Suga T 1: I wanna thank you, pimps and players 2: for sharing your game with me 3: I wanna thank all. of the hustlers 4: for showing me your life, on the street 5: And I know. that'll I never 6: for-get you 7: Oooo-oooo-ooooh, forget about you 8: Ohhh-ohh-ohh [E-40 over Chorus] 3: All the hustlers 4: C'mon, that's right 5: And I KNOW . that'll I never. 6: forget you 7: Sprinkle me mayne 8: Uhh, sprinkle me mayne [E-40] Ahh. laced up by the best, check it out. Uhh, marinatin on the corner with a chip in his phone You can tell that the Hillside was his home Mo' scrill than the rest of the pushers Cause he got a chop suey in the bushes Dice game, craps, puffin on Taylors drinkin Boilermakers M.D. 20/20 mixed with Boone's, Farm's, and Olde English Around the clock, deuce-four-seven, three-sixty-fifth (?) where I come (?) DEAD RIGHT, twerkin over shit Business boomin off the buzzer, and I'm a happy camper Til the homey beat his bootch down for no reason with the Zenith hammer Thangs started gettin sloppy, dude started rollin over Niggaz started steppin on dope and stretchin the crack synthetic yola Turf got hot hella heads got shot on dead body soil Po'-po's on that ass like hot baby oil Play your cards right son everybody can have cash But you gotta get in and out if you expect 'em to last Base Chorus [E-40 over Chorus] 1: Uhh. pimps and players 2: For sharing your game with me 3: All the hustlers 4: fo' showin me yo' life on the streets 5: And I KNOW . that'll I never. 6: forget you, that's real 7: Sprinkle me mayne 8: Lace me mayne *: Lace me mayne. [E-40] I was sprinkled at a young age Laced down with Trump tight, taught by the best Some of them still livin, some of them done been put to rest But I was blessed, and luckily I made it out But I must confess, I wouldn'ta made it without The big timers, the top-hats, the tycoons The street hustlers, the pistol packin Daniel Boone's That put it down and paved the way, for me to say The things I say, and I'm proud to be straight from the Yay To U.K.(?) I spits this big time talkin shit all day Nationwide, from where I stay to where you stay B like the Savage beast, keep yo' game creased Stick to the rules and don't be sellin out to no police I always paid attention when the game was preached Had all the street slang and the latest speech And now I'm makin more mail than a oil well Up all night tryin to get my money orders right Base Chorus [E-40 over Chorus] 1: Uh, uh. pimps and players (pimps and players) 2: For sharing your GAME with me 3: All the hustlers 4: C'mon (c'mon) fo' showin me yo' life on the streets 5: And I KNOW . that'll I never. 6: forget you, that's so damn real 7: Sprinkle me mayne 8: Sprinkle me mayne *: Suga, sprinkle me gal *: Suga. c'mon uh, sprinkle me gal [Suga T] It started from my momma (yo' MOMMA?) Hard headed and all She said, "Only the strong survive, Suga STAY STRONG" Seein a bunch of fools, that used to ride Smob, stay jobbin knew they was raw Without a pot to piss in Used to drive through the turf in them candy paint Benzes I've run all this game that the hustlers pop Spittin enough game to keep a notch on the jock Now the game's the same, but the players changed Ain't nothin but a thang, keep it real mayne Timer timer (timer timer) Uhh, yeah, that's my nogga - sprinkle thee Paper chasin steady flowin to the dome It ain't no place like home, oooh oooh Pay my respects and give my contributions To all the soldiers on the streets and in the institutions Base Chorus [E-40 over Chorus] {Suga T over Chorus} 1: Insti-TUTIONS {I wanna thank you, pimps and players} that's right 2: FO' ShaRIn yo' GaME wiTh ME 3: Uhh {yeahhh. ooh ooh ooh} all the hustlers 4: That's so damn real 5: And I KNOW . that'll I never. 6: {forget you} forget you 7: Lace me mayne, sprinkle me mayne {and that's real} 8: C'mon, sprinkle me mayne {yeah} that's right *: Lace me mayne. {sprinkle thee} Base Chorus [E-40 over Chorus] That right? Forty-water, from the C-L-I-C-K With my sista Suga T Lettin y'all know how we do it up in the Yay 7-0-7 4-1-5 1-0 That's the car(?) I roll with And it goes for all the hustlers nationwide Pimpin players, for tyin my shoes and lacin me up

Ooh Please don't come around Please don't come around Please don't come around Please don't I was hiding too (Hiding too) It's alright (It's alright) It's alright (It's alright) If you were 22 forever, would be nice (Would be nice) Would be nice (Would be nice) Why you dare to take that way (That way) I don't understand (I don't understand) I could name a thousand different reasons you could fight (Fight) All your might, I know I'm right I could feel the change (Feel the change) The way you sing your song (The way you sing your song) I could feel the waves (I could feel the waves) You send from kingdom's sun I won't come around Oh, yeah And I will find myself And I still love you And I still love you I still love you I still love you

I've been fasting, I ain't eating They sleep on me, so fuck it, I ain't sleeping Seven days without work makes one week I ain't weak, I don't break so I'm working through the weekends I need to get a separate crib for my achievements And some LASIK for those people who would say they couldn't see it Had to leave that life, they got left while I got right Searching for the meaning 40 days and for 40 nights Fuck a thot, call a plumber if you need some pipe I'm strapped up with a mic dildoing a dike 23 flows, I get you served like a fucking spike Handling these bars like that thing on a fucking bike These niggas saying amen like they seeing Christ 'Cause I'm not human, give me space you got no life People watch me, I would never, I don't got the time Searching for the meaning 40 days and for 40 nights Never gave a fuck about fame or being rich If niggas disrespect my name, I ain't saying shit I ain't pussy, I let God handle battles and when's karma 360's I laugh and say, "Ain't that a bitch" Don't compare me to people doing it for clicks I am not the average, I averaged 26 Six boards, no assists, but still passing on you niggas So when you playing my game, it's no wonder that you shooting bricks Keep it pushing, please you are not in my league I'm independently doing numbers you cannot conceive I approve my own budget, then disperse it to me Then give a fractions of the profits to the rest of the team You can deny it all you want, I'm in league on my own I don't flex unless I speak on how I got it alone My motivation providing the people substance And you can hate it or love it But I know that you still playing my songs It's Dax, yeah I've been fasting, I ain't eating They sleep on me, so fuck it, I ain't sleeping Seven days without work makes one week I ain't weak, I don't break so I'm working through the weekends I need to get a separate crib for my achievements And some LASIK for those people who would say they couldn't see it Had to leave that life, they got left while I got right Searching for the meaning 40 days and for 40 nights Don't sit at my table while I'm eating Take the food off my plate while they reaching That's why I'm cautious with the company I'm keeping I don't wanna make friends unless we fight the same demons I'm just a product of my pain, can you blame me? I just be talking to this cup like, can you save me? My life a movie, everybody tryna play me But I never take defeat because I made it out the pavement I see snakes in the grass, goats in the studio Nobody really knows anybody, that's just for you to know I'm serving solo dolo everybody 'cause I been through the most I'm focused on the grind, got no time to be with a groupie hoe I'm curvin' her ass, bitch, I pass My diamonds like glass, I paid cash Me I take chance, I make plans Minding my ways, smoking my gas, yeah I've been fasting, I ain't eating They sleep on me, so fuck it, I ain't sleeping Seven days without work makes one week I ain't weak, I don't break so I'm working through the weekends I need to get a separate crib for my achievements And some LASIK for those people who would say they couldn't see it Had to leave that life, they got left while I got right Searching for the meaning 40 days and for 40 nights 40 days, 40 nights, 40 tries to get it right People see you shine, first instinct's to dim your light People tried to crucify, destroy me in the public eye But I ain't catching feelings 'cause I'm too busy catching flights Bitch, I got different goals I'm the plug, I'm electric when I'm hitting the hole I'm inspired by the greats, I'm young enough to know Who paved the way but old enough to see I'm paving the road So get the fuck off my dick My materials real not materialistic I only listen to myself, this other music's toxic My flow is so fucking dirty, I'ma have to mop shit And you ain't fucking with my spirit unless you fly cockpit, stop it I don't give a fuck if I'm ever considered popping The road less travelled is the one that I'm walking Self made paid, let 'em hate, fuck, I don't care Skipped the escalator, turned left, took the stairs Peace I've been fasting, I ain't eating They sleep on me, so fuck it, I ain't sleeping Seven days without work makes one week I ain't weak, I don't break so I'm working through the weekends I need to get a separate crib for my achievements And some LASIK for those people who would say they couldn't see it Had to leave that life, they got left while I got right Searching for the meaning 40 days and for 40 nights 40 days, 40 nights, had to get left just to get right Never gonna sleep, I'ma go 'round Make friends unless we fight the same demons I'm just a product of my pain, can you blame me? Had to get left just to get right Never gonna sleep