E-40 Lyrics

Album: In A Major Way

Sprinkle Me Lyrics

[Featuring Suga T] 

Intro: E 40 

*burrrp burp* 

Yeah focus pocus skiggedy skat 

It ain't nuttin but me 

That nigga E 40 

Finna sprinkle some of you fools with some of this 

This G A M E man some of this game 

Understand my sista 

Finna sprinkle you fools with sprinkle sista 

Understand this doe 

It don't stop til the motherfucking glock pop 

[Don't stop] and fuck a glock I'm fuckin with a 6R 

P226 Diana Ross cousin nina 

Misdemeanor, that's what we do, understand it 

Verse One: E-40 

I be more hipper than a hippopotamus 

Get off in your head like a neurologist 

Pushin more weight than Atlas 

Got a partner by the name of 2Pacalypse 

The seven-oh-seven my roost go hella fall back to Floyd Terrace 

I pull a forty out of my ballcap 

and den I flush it down my esopha-garus 

The group that I'm with The Click 

Shigge-D-Shot, Legit 

Family orientated 

Game related, it's the shit 

Killing motherfuckers off crucial 

Sittin em down mutual 

Running through these lyrics as if I was fibered 

like Metamucil 

Timah timah.... forty widah.. forty wide 

Sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main 

Big timah timah, big timah.... forty widah-ahh 

Sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main 

Kick that shit Suga 

Verse Two: Suga T 

Here comes the top notch, ooh ooh ooh here I be 

Clicked out me Suga T from the V 

I'm quick to smob (quick to smob), always down for the job 

Ya gotta strut that's a gang of shot (gang of shot) 

Ooh ooh ooh I'm a fool 

Slangin more mail as I slides through your hood 

Straight shakin all, these bustas and busterettes 

Tryin to claim fame off my Chavez rep (Chavez rep) 

Ohh, why oh why must I be so tight? (Why oh why) 

Most folks tell me, Suga you ain't right (Why oh why Suga you ain't 

right) 

It makes me wanna scream while I make ya holler 

Pullin a gang of clout like that al-mighty dollar 

Chorus: E-40, Suga T 

Suga Suga (ahh yeah that's me) Suga Suga 

That's my sista (you know my name!) 

Sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girl (ahaha) 

Sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girl 

Suga Suga (that's what they call me) 

Dat's my sista (I ain't right!) 

Sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girl 

Verse Three: E-40, Suga T 

(Check the flotation!) 

Nigga PHin on a playa makin mega 

Tryin to knock the hustle just because we way too major 

(E they try to test your testicles, you know that shit ain't cool) 

Suga don't make me have to come up out the sound booth 

and act a fuckin fool 

(All these old hoe-cake ass niggaz, they make me so damn sick) 

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM ON A TRICK 

Playa play her for false and get rubbed off ya don't want malse 

Fuck around and get evaporated 

Chorus: E-40 

Cause I'ma timah timah.... timah timah 

Forty widah... forty wide 

Sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main 

Big timah timah... big timah 

Forty widah... forty wide 

Sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main 

That's what we do, beatch! 

Understand this shit, understand it 

What's happenin Suga, you in this bitch with me? 

(haha thought you heard) 

Yeah that's what we do for the motherfuckin... nine-five 

(ha for the nine-five, yeah) 

Sick Wid It Records, Jive all the time 

(understandin the system main) 

It's Mob City, V-Town, it's Mob City 

It's Mob City V-Town niggaz 

(mobbin through ya hood)