Dey Ain't No Lyrics - In A Major Way - E-40

Zapp IV beneath the ashtray, woofers in the back 

Water in the duals make loud glass pack 

Gold tippytoes without a liquor crown 

Bought a set of vogues and left the, stickers on 

Seven grand worth a buck for the trunks 

Paid cash, all ones 

Some old bitch came up to me and said, "What's the latest bro?" 

I said, "I'm tryin to have more chips than Las Vegas hoe" 

She said, "Can I roll with you? I get the dicks hard" 

I said, "You can work the strips and on my boulevard" 

"How much would I make?" I said, "Mega 

Just bring me back my scrill scratch paper" 

Heart heart money money street street hustle 

Sex, drugs, smuggle, bubble 

Horns, dialin, speakers, subbin 

Sound just like the inside of a club-bin 

How many times could a Conrad come so buttery? 

Always on to' back have people lovin me 

Alcoholic drunk that ain't no gimmick B 

I'm always in and out the Betty Ford clinic see 

Drunk paraphenalia cream butterscotch 

Illegal like a garbage of hover rocks 

Workin off my pager you know the ropes I'm makin that 

cabbage cornbread like Oprah 

Diamond satch-uels from ja-fuckin-hoe 

Pose just like a pimp smokin a honey blunt 

In a Major Way I tried to told ya 

Niggaz have my shit fucked back in the days but now they know a 

Sold a bunch of units underground 

They was bumpin Save a Hoe in every town 

Rumor has it that I died I got smoked main 

But I'm alive, they was talkin about somebody else main 

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*chorus* 

We say dem niggaz P.H. 

But dey really ain't knowin, dey ain't no 

Me rather stack more papes 

And steady get to bubblin, yeah fo' sho' 

Photos 

Revenues, on my mind 

I can't hold back, now's the time 

Bust a dope addict crack fiend in the jaw 

Fool had his spook on tried to steal my car 

Da Bay, where hoes be janky, sheist 

And niggaz, do so much dirt we got lice 

Prices, go up and down like a teeter-totter 

Filthy shit, ring around the collar 

Just the other day I heard a Bootsy nigga shout 

"Man that nigga don't be doin all that damn shit he talk about" 

Fools think they know me think they got me figured out 

But nigga... nigga?! 

I plays this shit for bread and meat 

So nigga if you feel froggish leap 

I don't smoke dog food sherm loop or snow 

But I leave a trail of beadies everywhere I go 

So tell a friend like Alpha Beta 

I'm gonna get it like T.C. the money maker, I know you're with it 

Mayday mayday, unexplained object comin your way 

Breaker breaker it's E-40 bitches call me the ahh 

ballin ass, tight clean talkin Big Willer 

Money hungry, penny pinchin stingy nigga 

On the sc-rilla, always on the go-getter 

Scoop a baitch and we can split her 

*chorus* 

Me have no time for de bullshiters (4X)