E-40

E-40 - Lace Me Up lyrics

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[E-40] 

Ahhh.. 

UHH, yeah, uhh! (UHH, yeah, yeah) 

(Click Click, Click Click Click) Yeah, Click shit 

Homeboy (homeboy) Suga (homeboy) 



Chorus: E-40, Suga T (repeat 4X) 



[E] Want me to tie yo' shoes? [S] Yeah (YEAHHH) 

[E] Want me to lace you? [S] Lace me (lace me up!) 



[E] Suga, I'm a man and believe me, most men is faulty 

They only out for one thang and that's to get between them drawers 

[S] Now dere you go with that dry drama Captain 

I know you mobbin, but why you tryin to stop my action? 

[E] Tear that off! You better get somewhere with that, you trippin 

[S] You know how long we been long range pimpin 

[E] I'm sayin, have a little class 

[S] I'm 'posed to break his ass right, right? 

[E] Den give up the ass! 

[S] Okay, let's go hit the pot 

Watch 'em serve a knot and get two hundred off that cot 

[E] That's trill; crack him for his change 

Get off in his narrow mind, exercise yo' game 

[S] Like that? (Homeboy) So quick 

They call me Suga Break-A-Trick 

[E] You mean like Sherrie Stack-A-Grip? 

[S] Yeah; ain't nuttin to it 

Us females ball too - somebody gotta do it! 



Chorus 



[E] I got, three switchin beotches, Christine Irene and Dorene 

Cleanin and clurvin, Listerine and chlorine 

[S] I got, trick willies, kickin me down allowance 

Buyin me clothes, that they can't even pronounce 

[E] I got, game - off the backboard 

[S] I got, materialistic shit most females can't afford 

[E] How bout - fame, money, cars 

and (they love the way us "Rappers Ball") 

[S] But let me put you up on these schemes females practice 

Screw you real good and steal the money underneath the mattress 

You got to be an actress, it's conniving and cunning 

We fake orgasms, and make 'em think we cuming 

[E] Okay; dem some cool clues 

I ain't gon' lie, you laced my tennis shoes 

I'ma go back and tell all my dudes 

Y'alls playin football with basketball rules 

[S] Jewels - our niggaz, we make 'em 

buy engagement rings and give ultimatums 

[E] But see Suga you ain't dealin with no square ass figure 

They call me Earl; I can show 'em the newest way 

to play the oldest game in the world 

I ain't never been one to be suckin up to no chick 

My grandaddy told me to whip the pussy, 

don't let the pussy be the whip 



Chorus 



[S] I tried to told you about a batch (what they did?) 

Hit yo' windows out with a bat and put yo' tires on the flat 

Now we can be some skanless sneaky sly hoes 

Burnin indo even though to' up from the flo' 

[E] I smell you cause I be hustlin, tryin to make some mail 

But my broad keep tryin to send me back to jail 

[S] She caught you fuckin? 

[E] Yeah, now she holdin grudges 

Took her keys and scratched up my Cutlass 

You gotta watch us slick talkin bay area niggaz off that gin 

We'll fuck around and get drunk and run up in yo' best friend 

[S] We pop bra straps 

[E] We pop collars 

[S] We bout that scrilla scratch 

[E] We bout them dollars 

[S] It ain't gon' be no, "Fuck Faces," no dick tasters 

without them big faces (what I do?) He already tied my shoelaces 



Chorus 



[E-40] 

It is so enthusiastic to hear my mouthpiece as I spoke upon the game 

I promise you pimpin I am so open to the public about these LRP's 

Come on down, to my soil right? 

And I can lace the tardy people up, I'm havin a tutorin class right? 

And if you need to be tutored man, 

come on down to Shoestrings'n'Things they'll lace you up real good 

You underdig? The Pop Ya Collar Network 

Up under the Bosses Will Be Bosses umbrella 

And I promise you, my mouthpiece is so devestatin 

and it can not be paralyzed man because I promise you 

It ain't nothin but straight G-A-M-E comin up outta here pimpin 

Homeboy, homeboy!
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