The Slap Lyrics - E-40

I'm every scene but gossip, my weeblization be thug 

My music be all in the club an' my fo' 15's be sub 

An' my drums an' my brake pads on my car be rubber 

My oldest an' my youngest son always nuggin' 

Bumpin' me an' my Catholic savage, badness 

Dumpin' on phony ass, fake ass plastic faggots 

Grindin', dippin' an' divin' on fine, pressure 

Rhymin', in the 'Lab like Dexter' 

Packin' Winchester an' a trey Sylvester 

Catch a, bitcha, out there, oughta wet'cha 

Kinda sorta liquored, liquor kinda sore, measure, grams 

Digital scale, green eggs an' hams 

Yams, candy yams, spam, damn 

Loaded my cheese, peanut butter an' jam 

Sam'mich, mannish, me an' my Hispanics 

Vanish, talkin' in codes like we from different planets 

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Ay, what y'all players grindin' to? 

What y'all bumpin', man? The slap 

What they lackin' in the trackin'? 

What all my black niggas listenin' to? The slap 

What about my [Incomprehensible]players an' West coast cats? 

What they listenin' to? The slap 

An' I know my down South, Midwest an' East coast folks 

Is fuckin' with the slap 

I've got white girl for sale 

An' I don't mean Caucasian, I'm talkin' about Yale 

2 way goin' off, like a high school babe 

A hundred bucks it cost me for my faulty chip sale 

Around the corner from Starbucks coffee, talkin' to my gal 

My frontin' lil' broad up out of Tacoma, askin' for some mail 

Like I'm some type of trick, really musty mouth bitch 

Get smacked silly, get smacked silly 

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Musty mouth bitch, get smacked silly 

Puffin' on a Phizznilly blunt, I'm really real 

Herbal kill deal, chill pill, scrill deal 

Feel 'til Phil, heal skill 

Grindin', grittin' an' grindin', lurkin', seekin' 

An' searchin', skirtin', tellin' that Durban work it 

Caitlin Candy's drinkin' an' gurpin' 

E an'J brand burpin', [Incomprehensible] 

Chickens an' birdies pickin' a chef to serve it 

Servin', to die for, top bleedin' the block for Ravi 

Milkin' the block for 'fetti 

Like a pregnant bitch's titties 

Ay, what y'all players grindin' to? 

What y'all bumpin', man? The slap 

What they lackin' in the trackin'? 

What all my black niggas listenin' to? The slap 

What about my [Incomprehensible] players an' West coast cats? 

What they listenin' to? The slap 

An' I know my down South, Midwest an' East coast folks 

Is fuckin' with the slap 

Talk my way out of anythin', got my hands off in everythin' 

If my money ever got funny 

I'd pawn my Walter Potter engagement ring 

If I was to pass away tomorrow 

With a self-inflicted wound to the melon 

Just remember, y'all, I had the mouthpiece of car salesman 

Whomp, beat of a gorilla, peel a cap back to the tender fat 

Put out a contract, bring you back your hats 

Hypothetically speakin', not any time soon 

Fly fittest, finest player leakin' 

Daniel Boone, boom, boom, boom 

Creepin', fly right through your living room 

While you're sleepin', peakin', tweakin', geekin', screamin' 

Chicken is sneakin' but we was supposed to done had a meetin' 

Renegin' fakin' in whom I trust 

Standin' outside of the club schemin', scammin' 

Plottin' an' plannin' yammin',? Yes, Sir? an',? Yes, Maam?'in 

Double agent, playin' a '50s loose cannon, new shoe 

You ain't even cool, fool, dude, you a trick 

Take it from the Water Man, straight big stick 

Ay, what y'all players grindin' to? 

What y'all bumpin', man? The slap 

What they lackin' in the trackin'? 

What all my black niggas listenin' to? The slap 

What about my [Incomprehensible] players an' West coast cats? 

What they listenin' to? The slap 

An' I know my down South, Midwest an' East coast folks 

Is fuckin' with the slap 

The beat keeps knockin' down my rear view mirror 

The beat keeps knockin' down my rear view mirror 

The beat keeps knockin' down my rear view mirror 

The beat keeps knockin' down my rear view mirror 

The beat keeps knockin' down my rear view mirror 

The beat keeps knockin' down my rear view mirror 

The beat keeps knockin' down my rear view mirror 

The slap