Give Her The Keys E-40 (Ft. T-Pain)

[Intro: E-40 & T-Pain]
Yeah, hey
Yeah, hey
Yeah, ah ah ah
Hey
Yeah, mayne
It's magic
E-40
Glad to get my potna T-Pain back on one of these blaps with me
(Nappy boy!)

[Chorus: T-Pain]
Open up that garage
It's a big fat car
With a big fat bow on top (On top)
It's a Bentley coupe with the roof let back
Now, shawty, you know that's hot
And I'ma give her the keys, oh oh oh
And I'ma give her the keys, oh oh oh
Shawty, sing it to me, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
And I'ma give her the keys, oh oh oh
Oh, ooh

[Verse 1: E-40]
From a bucket to a Benz, a Benz to a Bentley
Down with me from the start
Got my back like a tank top
When I used to be on the block
She hide my rocks in her yock
Got a special place in my heart
She know how to play her part
Every time I look at you, darlin', I get a hard on
You're sexy without your makeup on, I wanna bone
Move you out the hood, I told you I would, I’m not phony
We both from the same place, grew up on fried bologna
They say the opposites attract but we gotta a lot in common
Behind every boss player, a boss woman
I'm a fiend when it comes to your cooking, you do your thing
Throw down like Paula Deen, neckbones and collard greens