E-40 - Yee lyrics

(feat. Too $hort, Budda) [Hook] That's the call of my thugs when they step into the club They go Yeeeee! (Yeeeee) When you hit the prissy b**h from Vallejo or the Rich They holla Yeeeee! (Yeeeee) You can catch me in the traffic in the Cutla** or the Maverick Hollerin' Yeeee! (Yeeee) If you're stickin' like some static we gon' bust them automatics Like Yeeee! (Yeeee) [Verse 1 - E-40] My area code grows some of the best weed in the world, my ninja, we ain't no punk They say we need to take a bath in tomato juice 'cause we always smell like skunk Sloppy drunk, nine times out of ten, I ain't tryna see me Bendin' corners in my brand-new Dodge Durango Hemi Pimpin' a lot of ballers, always smokin' mister jolly lama Always pullin' me over and searchin' my f**in' car Searchin' my gluteus maximus, flashlight in my draws Actin' like some batches is, thinkin' I got robbed Doin' it big, take a swig, sip a sip, twist the lid Smokin' spliff, already been, pushing red, 'bout my nig Everybody wanna talk that talk, wanna walk that walk, wanna bark that bark Everybody wanna plot that plot, wanna drop that saw on the pillow top I get a call from Young Bob, here up out my zone He said your Hillside n***a Ned on his way home I said well tell him to call me, I love his a** to d**h

Any n***a hatin' he gon' take they last breath [Hook] [Verse 2 - Too $hort] (b*atch!) It's your partner from the town, mayne I see y'all doin' it big, we gettin' down mayne Yeah I f** with the V, Richmond know me Wherever n***as ballin is where b**hes gon' be You can go across the bridge, f**in' with a b**h Don't matter which side, you'll be all up in some sh** Before you know it, it ain't like it used to be Everybody got straps that shoot you or me I give a f** about who, I don't even know you Wa**up, yeah pimpin', I got my thang too And it's cooo, cause I know you know it I ain't even got a bullet, ain't even gotta show it Don't blow it, it's where the black man stinkin' I be layin' underground in a casket stinkin' If I slip, I gotta keep my poise You hear that 8 away bumpin' man, what's all that noise? [Hook] [Interlude - Budda] Get your head busted in, I'm not your boy or your friend Get your head busted in, I'm not your boy or your friend You say that, do that, pull that, shoot that Now where your crew at, what you gon' do now I'm a west coast n***a - Yeeee! (Yeeeee) I'm a east coast n***a - Yeeee! (Yeeeee) I'm a down south n***a - Yeeee! (Yeeeee) I'm a Midwest n***a - Yeeee! (Yeeeee) [Hook]