Doin’ the Fool E-40 (Ft. Pastor Troy, Pimp C & Too $hort)

[Intro: E-40]
Nigga up in this motherfucker
I mean I been fuckin' with this motherfuckin' burgundy carpet pimpin'
What about you, pimpin'? I mean I know you fuckin' around with that
Purple bag, youknowhatImean? That Crown Royal, oh boy!
I mean, we got, we got a whole bunch of player-ass niggas
Up in this muh'fucka right here today
We got that nigga.. E-Feezy, Too $hort, nah'mean
Pimp C up in this motherfucker, nigga Pastor Troy
Oh boy!

[Verse 1: Too $hort]
I hits free (Free), it ain't wholesale
Just got through hittin' it so well, at a hotel
But don't tell (Don't tell) I cuss your fuckin' ass out, bitch
Fuck yo' drunk-ass and watch you pass out, bitch (Beitch)
And when you wake up, I tell you anything
You fucked me so good, bitch, you deserve a wedding ring
I practice what I preach, ridin' Vogues and findin' hoes
I told her I'd buy some clothes, but I'd be lyin' to hoes
I ain't buyin' shit, bitch, I can't do that
I had to jump in my car, and call you a cab
'Cause I'm out, you know I'm all about fuckin' hella good
Take the rubber off I'm in your mouth
Comin' to a town near you, real soon
Infiltratin' hoes, nigga, we some real fools (Real fools)
And it's true, and baby girl knows it, too
Ask her shit, she'll tell you how I do it fool