E-40

E-40 - Ring It lyrics

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(Forty Fonzarelli's answering machine)
 Aight  what's really? You hit my lifer number
 This Sick Wid It/Jive Records
 Leave your message at the beep *BEEP*
 Hah! Mmmhmmm. Yeah  uhh... on my pager!
 What you say? Oh yeah. Kick that shit then nigga!
 Verse One: Keek tha Sneak  E 40  Spice 1
 Higher than a bird  off that herb  in the O A K
 Off on perv  parked on curb  rollin up a vay
 Licked it three times, laced it with the Alize
 About twomp a day, baby hit me frequent-lay!
 Sneak, and Forty, from chocolate short-ay, we been
 all prepared, cause my nights is no day, the broad say
 I last! Cause you six months
 But I say, she pullin a gang of major stunts
 Bust, bust niggaz, consequences when you're doin the do
 Fuck around and get caught up in a catch twenty-two
 In the area! Dirt and dust
 Where the yah! B.A. Plus
 But ain't yo sista Suga-T? (Suga-T)
 Ain't you the one that say Sprinkle Me (Sprinkle Me)
 I loves me some Forty-Ridah
 I seen you up in 2Pac's video poppin your collar
 I play this playa shit like Bugs Bunny
 Ain't no cartoon figure nigga I makes money, ain't nuttin funny
 If you're ever in some funk, call your potnah on the cell
 and leave one-eighty-seven, at the end of the number
 B-uh-Benzy on Washington, on the cellular phone
 You could tell that the Easy Bay was his home
 My people goin off like a high school build'
 And all my money in stacks, and all my pockets on swell
 M-uh-mobbin like a playa, but I'm still a G doe
 Pager goin off like C-3PO
 Time for the Hurricane, E said word
 I put a nigga on his back, fuck what you heard
 Chorus: repeat 2X
 If it's major, hit me on my pager
 Rang it, ring it, rang it, ring it, ring my telephone, ring my
 telephone
 Verse Two: E-40, Harm
 I be so rebel-yalous
 When I'm talkin on my phone-telyalous
 You can have my baitch, but I maintain
 I chop it up as a loss and charge it to the game
 She said you must be playin some kind of phone tag
 Cause erytime I hit you, you don't hit me back
 Why is dat? Cause you're hella hard to get in contact with
 Thought you thought, was killin big girl was crackin on some crabs
 Six o'clock, the girl said that's my crib be at the West plus
 due to go, left me at home be leavin my ass up in the living room all
 alone
 And I be starvin rubbin my monkey fiendin for some Donkey Kong
 Now you're talkin, let's get the show on the road
 I know you're tired of barkin, you need to hop on my load
 So we can stab out, strike rock and Arroyo Park
 at the top of hill, so I can check your oil
 I said ah one to the two ah two to two three
 Tell me why your baby momma keep on pagin me
 I didn't give the hoe the number, so why does she call
 She says she wanna do me, and all of y'all
 But I'm like that nigga on The Mack, I don't want the honey
 I want the money some of you niggaz is funny style and meanwhile
 I'm sellin my piece to these tricks cause it's the paperchase
 laced with game, see I'm livin in the hustlers dream
 Call up a player if it's major
 Specially if it's scrilla nigga hit me on my pager
 Chorus
 Verse Three: Sneak, E-40
 Rang it, baby gimme a call
 My name you're screamin, how I be hittin them walls
 You got me tinglin, how you be workin them drawers
 With a kiss I make em all say this, yeah that's raw
 I glance your cut, bass we uhh, big cheeks
 with a blast headin straight for the nut, big A&H
 got some bitches all in the cut, it's that season
 Drop my number to the hoe to hit me up
 Yo, you're nine-one-oneing me to death, what's all that fo'
 Got my Williams and fillin my pager and pager on the overflo'
 What's happenin with all that old bullshit
 is it really all that damn serious
 You're draining the hell out of my battery
 got your partner thinkin curious
 Cause in the Y-E-A A-R-E-A the game ain't constipated
 Buckin around in the Golden State where the game originated
 Fools be scandalous they used to be squares be turnin vicious
 Hit me on pager, hit me if it's major
 Chorus 2X
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Author: Anthony Gilmour, Charles "Kunta Kinte" Bowens, Earl Stevens, Robert Green, Rodney Waller

Composer: ?

Publisher: Zomba Recording Corporation

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Released in: 1996

Language: English

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