[Chorus: E-40]
I'm outta control
I'm outta control
I'm outta control
I'm outta control
I'm outta control
Outta control
He outta control
He outta control

[Verse 1: E-40]
UH, the braff art of this rap shit
Body and smack shit, avenue animal solar savage
Money under the mattress money pillow case loot
You can find me in the hoody or you can find me in a suit
Decimals, commas, all about my dollars
Like to squeeze titties, like to squeeze lamas
A smith jet fuel I'll gas anybody
Can't be duplicating can't be carbon copy
Far from a sucka, never been a sap
Coming around the corner with undeniable slap
Coming around the corner with a super bad batch
Coming around the corner with a pocket full of stacks
Revenue Retrievin', currency collected
Goon a getting feddi for snetching, cheddar checking
Yoking, marijuana smoking
Desert eagle tooting, I don't think they know
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