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  • E-40 Lieutenant Roast a Botch Lyrics

           

    [E-40]

    The names have been changed to protect the innocent

    The Adventures of Lieutenant Roast a Botch..

    and Sherrie Stack a Grip



    Ay, ay ay, ay nigga pull that motherfucker, ay!

    Ay! Ay hold on playboy

    Ay pull that motherfucker over dude

    (Bu bu bu bu bu bu bu!!)



    [Silk-E]

    I know he is not about to bring his motherfuckin ass over here



    [E-40]

    Buu!!! Huh?



    [Silk-E]

    Damn!



    [E-40]

    You had a smile on your face yesterday why you lookin mean today?



    [Silk-E]

    I was tryin to holla at your potnah that's why



    I say, uh-oh, look out danger

    Captain Save a Hoe with the Rescue Rangers

    You wanna holla right

    Hell naw you ain't gettin the digits

    While you was in the Hall of Game you should've checked my exibit

    Lieutenant Roast a who, I'll leave you balless

    Always can come, this ain't no beach you fuckin walrus

    I'm Sherrie Stack a Grip

    Known to slap niggas in shit

    I'll take your refrigerator and your bank roll bitch

    Only way you gone see this

    If it's under your tongue

    Get out my face you fuckin eclipse, you're blockin my sun

    (car tires skeeting)



    [E-40]

    Bitch what the fuck you talkin bout?

    It ain't like you some kind of notch or somethin

    You know what I抦 sayin? Bitch

    I'm Lieutenant Roast a Botch, you didn't know it huh?



    Captain Save a Hoe

    Bitch that's my long distance cousin from Boise, Idaho

    We cake patnas, but dude be savin hoes

    And I be savin marbles

    It's a long ass distance between me and that fool

    Cause he's one of them modest fellows

    And I'm Lieutenant Roast a Botch known for roastin hoes like marshmellows

    Let you tell it cause you a strong black sista about your clout

    Knowin you ain't got a pot to piss in and a window to throw it out

    Are you itchin can't think about sexin'

    Irritated by your yeast infection

    She's a lazy hoe, y'all seen her

    Sit on her ass all day and watch Jerry Springer

    Ten kids by ten different dicks

    Biotch!! Your whole house smell like piss



    (Chorus)

    [Silk-E] If it ain't about cash, then it ain't about shit

    [E-40] Throw it, money, fonky cock hoe beoott..ch

    Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Roast a Botch

    Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Roast a Botch

    [Silk-E]

    Sherrie Stack a Grip, Sherrie, Sherrie Stack a grip

    Sherrie Stack a Grip, Sherrie, Sherrie Stack a grip



    [E-40]

    Aten-hut!!

    Stand at attention cause one of the main thangs you need to learn

    Is to shut the fuck up while tycoons is talkin

    Raise your hand and don't be speakin out of tongues

    Only when told to speak, spoke

    Only time you laugh is when I tell a joke



    [Silk-E]

    Nigga damn your personality

    You never get no ass from me

    Big, bear muthafucka gettin no pussy, sittin there mad at me

    Ain't it bad business for Pillsbury to be smokin on Swishers

    Lieutenant look like you roastin more turkeys than bitches

    With your fat ass

    Fix your cash in a grab bag

    By the time you touch your toes

    Muthafucka I'll be in Baghdad



    [E-40]

    Oooo!! I heard your pussy went platinum

    Colomena serpants, herpes, chlymadia in the albumum

    Sherrie Stack a Grip nicknamed

    Sherrie Stuff a Dick The Ratchet Mouth Biotch!!

    See I go hard on a bitch

    Like my little cousin

    Said those rappin ass brothers from Dallas go hard black

    Gold diggin bitch I ain't got no scratch



    [Silk-E]

    Ah nigga Sherrie Stack a Grip don't give a fuck about that



    (Chorus)



    [Silk-E]

    Why are you screamin at me are you mad from frustration

    It ain't my fault you still masturbatin

    If youse a balla muthafucka help me recognize

    Roll over this fifty dollar bill and give me ten fives

    Fives ass nigga You weak dick havin, roach clip needin

    Wheezin tryin to breath oversleepin ass nigga

    With your fat ass

    Always wanna holla sittin there stank

    With your fat ass

    Cheesy knuckles marinatin with your drank

    Hey fat ass!!!

    You best go tender your vittles

    Paw lubricated, dick in hand

    Poppin chicken like skillets

    I hold your account like clothes

    Oh God you quit it

    You don't believe me

    Call your bank and go and ask your bitch



    [E-40]

    Haven't you noticed

    Put your hand in front of your mout and smell it yourself

    Oh, bitch that's halitosis

    When the last time you saw a doctor about your health

    Oh you hoes, talkin bout you got the flu

    Ignorin do-do breath you can't avoid

    Somebody give this hoe a Altoid

    Would you please put some lotion on them scuffed up, ashy knees

    Clothes lookin like they need to see a dry cleaners

    You out there bad with your imitation Prada bag

    I know your history hoe

    Thunderbird and grape Kool-Aid

    You remember suckin dicks in the seventh grade

    All you needed was some bamma and a couple hits

    That's why the sa-habs called you

    Sherrie Stuff a Dick the Ratchet Mouth Biotch



    Chorus



    [Silk-E] If it ain't about cash, then it ain't about shit..

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