My Cup Lyrics - E-40

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

You got your cup 

(I got my cup) 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

You got your cup 

(I got my cup) 

One of these playas is doing they own thang 

And some of these playas is kinda the same 

One of these playas is unlike the others 

Now it's time to spit my game 

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I'm leaning, I got that purple colors brightness 

Ms. Buttersworth up in my white cup, white cup 

Codeine'ing, dropping that Swishahouse groove music 

And I'm fucked up, and I'm fucked up 

A playa's sweating, shoot dice up under the staircase 

Talking hell-a-loud grabbing his balls and side betting like a veteran 

All my [unverified] just come hard, reach into my pockets 

Pulled out a wad of money and I threw my dogs up on it 

It's expected, 'cause way back when I couldn't afford 

When a playa like me was leaking, had my back like a [unverified] board 

Now that I'm eating, the game done blessed me mayn 

Everyday is my birthday, I'm about that ice cream and cake 

Looking for a batch with no pan 

And I'm a guerrilla, meals must like Brandy 

Like the R&B singer, Christian brother twist 

Getting gone, plastic cup in the traffic bumping this 

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I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

You got your cup 

(I got my cup) 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

You got your cup 

(I got my cup) 

Hickory dickory dock 

I dick the boost down with my dock 

I was on stuck, she was on top 

Pour me some more in my cup 

We working with a lot, can't let 'em catch us slipping 

Can't sit the cup down, can't let 'em know we tripping 

I'ma keep a cup, full of 'check-a-hater' juice 

Eyes behind my head, can't let 'em catch me loose 

He's a fool, usually wanting to put it on me 

Got a low attention span, and the average can't afford me 

I'm a boss chick, like that, that, that, that, that, that 

And you are bossy uh, I got your back 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

You got your cup 

(I got my cup) 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

You got your cup 

(I got my cup) 

Head, shoulders, knees and toes 

Pimps, playas, hustlas, hoes 

Simps, haters, bustas, marks 

Saps, suckas, haters, sars 

Well, I'm at a park, at a club after dark 

At a football game, your date in the parking lot 

Them hoochies know my name, I'm not a popsicle 

But a fool, can you do the other side of the pimp? 

Stick and move, all about my uh, paper route 

When I'm drunk, that's when my true feelings come out 

I ain't no punk, you got your [unverified] stuff 

Plus some funk, in real life, I'll fuck you up 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

You got your cup 

(I got my cup) 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup 

You got your cup 

(I got my cup)