E-40

E-40 - Jump My Bone lyrics

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Chorus:
 I hope we can all get alone tonight
 I'm tryin' to take me somethin' home tonight
 Lay on my back talk on my phone and get my head lay on
 Then after that she gon' jump my bone (2x)
 Gets tweeded up in the club niggas in the parking lot
 ? ? paper bitches from different cities
 And I'm tryin' to stick my ding a ling
 between one of these super badass bitches
 "Say ho, oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that?"
 She say, "Oh I got your whole precise nigga, I don't even listen to
 rap"
 I said, "How you know a motherfucker rap?" She say, "Ain't you
 40-water?
 I read an article on you while I was up under the dryin' net
 magazine double XL" (XXL)
 I heard that, okay what's crackaleezie what's the heezie deezie?
 Why you try to act like you was God's gift to the world
 a few minutes of heezie leezie?
 All my dentures gathered around to take a look
 at this bankded beauty Dolly Parton gluteus maximus
 Ass big enough to fit a cup on her booty (booty),
 straight Centerfold Suzette
 I'm in the mix (I'm in the mix) check it out
 I'm in the mix like a blender
 Stay right down the street from Paul from the Diamond Center
 I used to cut grass for a livin'
 But now I count cash for a livin' (beotch, BEOTCH!)
 Chorus:
 Now, there was a cool little old fuck
 Smoked a little broccelius then we stopped by the burrito truck
 Stuck, man this shit here's crazy
 I'm in a Ford, Fix Or Repair Daily
 Old school antique lifters tickin'
 with a gas leak radiator off the heater reads
 I'm in a desperate need of some antifreeze
 Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit what the fuck's wrong with this
 car?
 Shit, shit, shit, shit I should've drove my Northstar
 Dependable, new school get you where you need to be when you need to
 be
 Enemies aimin' at me with they darts
 While I'm footin' it, walkin' to Kragens Auto Parts
 Chorus:
 A week later, everything was fo' sho'
 My album was about to drop so I went on a promotional to'
 Bus driver why you cruisin' dude? Where we headed?
 Houston Texas, one mo' mile, two mo' exits
 Ordered a 3 minimum and I see checkin' in at the Doubletree
 What are you talkin' about, dudes who? 8-ball and MJD
 Ball with the hoes
 All the hoes be in Papi O's
 Later on that day
 Say you know a motherfucker can't come to Houston
 without visitin' Little J
 The Scarfaces, The Drapers and The Greens
 The Northsides and Club Boomerangs and BEOTCH!
 Chorus
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Copyrights:

Author: Dino Hawkins, Eric Vidal, Nick Vidal, Roger Troutman, Bosko Kante

Composer: ?

Publisher: Zomba Recording Corporation

Details:

Released in: 1998

Language: English

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