Lieutenant Roast A Botch Lyrics - E-40

[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! 

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[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) 

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[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 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.