[Intro]
DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh
[Chorus: E-40]
Get-get-get-get-get, get loose now
Get-get-get-get-get-get-get, get loose now
Get-get-get-get-get, get loose now
Get-get-get-get-get-get-get, get loose now
[Verse 1: E-40]
Uh! They put a hole in his roof the size of a hoola-hoop
Got on him with the double-deuce-third, they got loose
Finally got him, finally sprung a trap (Trap)
Stick a fork in him, he done, and ain't no comin' back
I'm official, not artificial, up late night like Jimmy Kimmel
Don't take but a second for me to knock me a brizzle
Get her coochie hot like a griddle, like a Zippo cigarette lighter
(Cigarette lighter)
Slick talker, conniver, make the bitch think I'ma wife her
Throw her a knuckleball, change-up, a curveball or a slider
Become her mentor, her manager, her financial adviser
Got the cash money (Cash money), but my name ain't Tiger
Woods (Woods), 'cause I don't pay hoes to give up the goods (Goods)
My uncle was a pimp (Pimp), grandpapa, too (Too)
I don't know what else I could do
But push these rhymes like a broken-down car, fuck with the pickle jar
Get my money up, up to par, real talk like Bill Maher (Bill Maher)
BITCH!
DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh
[Chorus: E-40]
Get-get-get-get-get, get loose now
Get-get-get-get-get-get-get, get loose now
Get-get-get-get-get, get loose now
Get-get-get-get-get-get-get, get loose now
[Verse 1: E-40]
Uh! They put a hole in his roof the size of a hoola-hoop
Got on him with the double-deuce-third, they got loose
Finally got him, finally sprung a trap (Trap)
Stick a fork in him, he done, and ain't no comin' back
I'm official, not artificial, up late night like Jimmy Kimmel
Don't take but a second for me to knock me a brizzle
Get her coochie hot like a griddle, like a Zippo cigarette lighter
(Cigarette lighter)
Slick talker, conniver, make the bitch think I'ma wife her
Throw her a knuckleball, change-up, a curveball or a slider
Become her mentor, her manager, her financial adviser
Got the cash money (Cash money), but my name ain't Tiger
Woods (Woods), 'cause I don't pay hoes to give up the goods (Goods)
My uncle was a pimp (Pimp), grandpapa, too (Too)
I don't know what else I could do
But push these rhymes like a broken-down car, fuck with the pickle jar
Get my money up, up to par, real talk like Bill Maher (Bill Maher)
BITCH!
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