E-40 - I Want Your Girl lyrics

[Hook: Too $hort] I want yo' girl, she's so damn fine She's s**ier and looks way better than mine I want yo' girl, she wants me too And if you don't, let her go, I'll take her from you [Too $hort] Watchin that a** made me lose my breath She can leave with me, go cruise in my whip Take her clothes off and do her like hell If I don't take your girl, who would I get? Nutted in her mouth and it looked like Crest I said here, brush your teeth with this And now she's soakin wet, what's next? Me and yo' girl havin s** I told her she could get it She told me she was wit it She know I want to hit it Come back braggin, tell the homies I did it I wish I could Bang in the p**y like it's my hood I'm strapped for the driveby Turn her out with this "Up All Nite" life [Hook] [E-40] The grind is a terrible thang to waste Try not to catch me a case, quarters dimes nickels and eighths Parked in my lark at 3 A.M. in the dark Gettin my dick s**ed, but here come the NARC Ooooh, tellin me to depart Went to school with the n***a, the n***a used to be a mark See me on the Lowenhart's skippin and skatin Burnin Pirelli meat, ga**in and brakin Strikin through the trap with my beanie cap With a throwaway 9 and some D in the back E'ryday livin livin life as a savage Fistfights and gun battles cause it come with the package Well above average, mack game impeccable Don't blame me if ya broad wanna get s**ual She got her legs on a player shoulder Back bent like she doin yoga [Hook] - minus half of first line [Dolla Will] Dolla - she ain't never seen a hustler like this 15 karats on the right wrist And ain't no tellin what's on the other hand I'm like T.I., I keep a "Rubberband" I'm eatin, them n***as is fastin I f** off a rack on a pair of Fendi gla**es It ain't nuttin cause I'm Dolla Will I keep a b**h lookin like she from Brazil Some n***as try but it's in me If that's the kush she slip then I'mma knock {?} I'm in the club, found one that's friendly She say she with her man but tryin to come with me [Hook] [Mr. F.A.B.] BEEP BEEP~! IT'S MEEE The yellow bus rider, Mr. F.A.B I'm the, dumbest of dummies that do it but with thizz Let me borrow your broad, let me borrow your b**h Give it here, pimpin I'll give her back Leave her used, bruised, confused front to the back "Beat It" like Mike Jack, I bet you won't like that She lead them right back, man where yo' wife at? Uhh, I like the way that she lookin I don't care if she stolen wifed or tooken I ain't trippin, I'mma take her down Got the game from my dad and Gangsta Brown I mean, I thought, I'm still thinkin Hop in my scraper, what you smoke what you drinkin? Do me cause I'mma sho' do you What it dookie, yadda daa boo boo [Outro: Too $hort] I want yo' girl, she's so damn fine She's s**ier and looks way better than mine