[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & E-40]
Jumping off the front porch with a new approach
Don't approach me with the bullshit
I remote to a location where the broom sit
Here I go, street sweeper, Monday through Friday
If not though, we can catch a fade (Catch a fade)
Catch a fade (Catch a fade)
Catch a fade (Catch a fade)
Catch a fade (Catch a fade)
[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Pullin' up and hoppin' out
Shell-catcher poppin' out
And I ain't never been a Tom or a Jerry, pussy or a rat
Pussy on my nutsack
Carry plenty Kenny tats
Give me that, give me plenty fetti
Federales on my back, pack 'em in the cemetery
Send a scary hit out on your messenger
I'm ignorant to wrestle a gorilla in the center of an Acura Integra
I'm pissed off, so I piss off rooftops
Drinking through a straw, fuck a rent-a-cop
I'm hot, I'm napalm when the beat slap like eight palms
And I wear eight charms, every airport alarm
Go off 'til they tackle me, what I do wrong?
Nigga, it ain't 'bout the chain, nigga, you the fucking bomb
Bomb on a bitch nigga, then his bitch later
Put the tips on a bitch nigga, you a fucking waiter
I don't even want a favor, I just want a fair one
And it's like that 'til the sheriffs come
Jumping off the front porch with a new approach
Don't approach me with the bullshit
I remote to a location where the broom sit
Here I go, street sweeper, Monday through Friday
If not though, we can catch a fade (Catch a fade)
Catch a fade (Catch a fade)
Catch a fade (Catch a fade)
Catch a fade (Catch a fade)
[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Pullin' up and hoppin' out
Shell-catcher poppin' out
And I ain't never been a Tom or a Jerry, pussy or a rat
Pussy on my nutsack
Carry plenty Kenny tats
Give me that, give me plenty fetti
Federales on my back, pack 'em in the cemetery
Send a scary hit out on your messenger
I'm ignorant to wrestle a gorilla in the center of an Acura Integra
I'm pissed off, so I piss off rooftops
Drinking through a straw, fuck a rent-a-cop
I'm hot, I'm napalm when the beat slap like eight palms
And I wear eight charms, every airport alarm
Go off 'til they tackle me, what I do wrong?
Nigga, it ain't 'bout the chain, nigga, you the fucking bomb
Bomb on a bitch nigga, then his bitch later
Put the tips on a bitch nigga, you a fucking waiter
I don't even want a favor, I just want a fair one
And it's like that 'til the sheriffs come
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