membership to the drinkin' club They got you soaked, I see your cup up Let's get drunk and get my fortune out of my drinkin' club E-40 in the C L I
right) I see your cup up (drink it to em) Let's get drunk and get my fortune out of my drinking club [E-40] E-40 in the C-L-I-C Stuck up in the house
Tradução: E-40. Mi potable Club.
s right) I see your cup up (drink it to em) Let's get drunk and get my fortune out of my drinking club [E-40] E-40 in the C-L-I-C Stuck up in the house
can shoot dice But you can't break me fella I go to my teller cuz I'm high and I need so cheddar You little young C.E's need to sell some O's And tell
blowin' on my Head keeps gettin' fatter everyday, baby On TV ya better listen 'cause you know they'll play me In the club, you in the corner while my
me take you to my hood, my hood Well let me take you to my hood, my hood Well let me take you to my hood, my hood Well let me take you to my hood, my
: (feat. E-40) [Nelly] Aight, yeah (Hot shit!) [Verse 1 - E-40] + (Nelly) E-40 (um I'm goin) Let me breathe on ya man Let me speak upon a man Let me
1's Direct drive and Nova, I'm chillin with G.L.O.B.E. Mr. Biggs and Pow-Wow, Monk and Superman Pullin out that Olde E, that funky funky 40 ounce Ikey
that (Nothin') Players about to be somethin' (Somethin') A music and beat be somethin' (Somethin') Where the Louie at man, where the Louie the thirteenth E-40 and the Lunatics off to drink
the power Poppa wheely with the front end hittin speed bumps 40 miles per hour I'm out at Howard, next to Baltimore Takin' change out the fountains at shoppin' malls Rats can only afford chuck-e-cheese The blood in my
' off that, nothin' Players about to be somethin', somethin' A music and beat be somethin', somethin' Where the Louie at man, where the Louie the Thirteenth E-40 and the Lunatics off to drink
they know? It's the DJ Clue Nigga we don't play that shit and spray that clip You frontin' ass nigga we slay that kid We never drink champagne in the club
know I'ma speak my mind you speak yours Uh huh, uh huh (2x) [e-40] Traffic at a standstill Traffic backed up in the chi-town Interstate 55 me and my
'm at the bar, see shorty is bent My ratio up in here, fucked 40 percent Shit, drink is sour, armaretta, yo Ya Whatever, forever, but won't stop my chedda For all my
dance I don't wanna be the one, let's have a one night stand This is for my fuckers who lets in all my guys There's a new rapper in town, E40's on the
city, rep yo city Rep yo city, fuck that shit My niggaz run this bitch, nah, hoe My niggaz run this bitch, nah, hoe My niggaz run this bitch, nah, hoe My
A cougar, 40 years cold 40 ounce of brew, 40 this, 40 that 40 at the crap table shooting 40 stacks 40 thousands fans, 40 niggas on stage I heard 40's 40 but 40
