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Viewing Lyrics for Lieutenant Roast A Botch:
| | | Artist: | E-40 |
| | Album: | The Element Of Surprise | | Track: | Lieutenant Roast A Botch | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 30 | | | | 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 at this
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 for slappin 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 im 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 caging about sexin
Irritated by your yeast infection
She's a lazy hoe, y'all seen her
Sit in 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 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
Sherrie stack a grip, sherrie, sherrie stack
a
[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're never gettin no ass from
me
Big, beared muthafucka couldn't get no pussy, sittin there mad at me
Ain't it about
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 and abdimum
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
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 phillies
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 is 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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