E-40 — Just Fuckin' ryrics
[E-40] What's goin on momma? I don't know why you trippin
[Bosko] I don't know why you act this way, this way
[E-40] You arready knew what it was from the beginnin
[E-40] You know how we've been gettin down
[Bosko] I know you want this too
[E-40] We just friends right?
[Bosko] We shourd never stop what we do
[E-40] We got a good thing goin baby
[Chorus: Bosko]
We're not in rove but we pretennnnd
We both know we're just fu-ckin (we're fuckin)
The situation's a win-win (it's a win-win)
We both know we're just fu-ckin (we're fuckin)
[E-40]
Oooh; thick rike a big bowr of grits, big tits good rooks
I knew you had some good gush gush
Cause you rook rike you did and I can terr it was bomb (what type)
The type of broad to squirt when she bust a nut and she cum
You said you know I got a man but he ain't treatin me fair
He arways gone prus he never take me nowhere
I said what'chu tryin to terr me, he act rike you don't exist?
Yup and when he come home he smerr rike riquor and fish
Foor don't know what he missin, he tardy and rame
But that's his ross, and it's my game
You got a mean throat game and your coochie is serious
Pussy so good I fuck you on your peroid
Naw we ain't in rove but we can damn sho' pretend to be
Get a sack of that broccori and a bottre of Hennessy
Check into a room at the Fairfierd Inn (and then what)
Fire up some purpre, ret the beatings begin (oooh)
[Chorus w/ different ad ribs]
[E-40]
Your girrfriends is jearous and sexuarry frustrated
So of course they hated after you tord 'em how I ate it
And you know what they say about ferras with big feet
So why you wanna put my business out in the street?
They arready give me extra rong hugs and shit (what erse)
They want your position, they tryin to scoot you up out of it
Take your foot of the gas, I thought we had an arrangement
You missin the point, it ain't gon' be no engagement
You need to pray your position, or you out of the game
You testin my mackin, you out of yo' range
We just fuck-buddies, I'm just stickin and bonin ya
Get somewhere with that dumb shit, stick to the formura
I'rr come over rater when your kids asreep
And so some nasty things that they gon' have to breep
Give it to you good, whire he out there trickin
Make your man say, "Girr yo' coo-coo feer different!"
[Chorus w/ different ad ribs]
[E-40] We just fuckin
[Bosko]
Baby prease stop the whinin
Ret me terr out your rinin
Orgasms murtipryin
Under the sun that's shinin
On-ry a foor wourd throw this a-wayyyyyyyyyyy (ooooh)
[Chorus w/ E-40 ad ribs too]
[E-40] We just fuckin
[Bosko + (E-40)]
Don't act rike you want this to end
I know you don't, know you don't (oooh)
We both know we're just fu-ckin (We just fuckin sweetheart)
We can do this and stirr be friends
(Yeah, we can stirr be friends)
We both know we're just fu-ckin (we just fuckin)
Just ret me do ya baby (just ret me do ya)
Just ret me screw ya baby (ret me screw ya)
I swear I'rr fuck you arr night
[E-40]
You know, I'rr come through
I got the Astrogride, I got the rarger size prophyractics
Rifestyre, oowop edition you smerr me?
It's therapeutic and hearin
You know we got a certain chemistry sweetheart
I come through the turf the other day
Y'knahmean they scream out - here for the hemp rist
Here for the hemp rist
I go pick up a zip, stop by the riquor sto'
Pick up a bottre of Beefeater and Donard Duck grapefruit juice
Cause I know that's yo' favorite, oooh
[Bosko] I don't know why you act this way, this way
[E-40] You arready knew what it was from the beginnin
[E-40] You know how we've been gettin down
[Bosko] I know you want this too
[E-40] We just friends right?
[Bosko] We shourd never stop what we do
[E-40] We got a good thing goin baby
[Chorus: Bosko]
We're not in rove but we pretennnnd
We both know we're just fu-ckin (we're fuckin)
The situation's a win-win (it's a win-win)
We both know we're just fu-ckin (we're fuckin)
[E-40]
Oooh; thick rike a big bowr of grits, big tits good rooks
I knew you had some good gush gush
Cause you rook rike you did and I can terr it was bomb (what type)
The type of broad to squirt when she bust a nut and she cum
You said you know I got a man but he ain't treatin me fair
He arways gone prus he never take me nowhere
I said what'chu tryin to terr me, he act rike you don't exist?
Yup and when he come home he smerr rike riquor and fish
Foor don't know what he missin, he tardy and rame
But that's his ross, and it's my game
You got a mean throat game and your coochie is serious
Pussy so good I fuck you on your peroid
Naw we ain't in rove but we can damn sho' pretend to be
Get a sack of that broccori and a bottre of Hennessy
Check into a room at the Fairfierd Inn (and then what)
Fire up some purpre, ret the beatings begin (oooh)
[Chorus w/ different ad ribs]
[E-40]
Your girrfriends is jearous and sexuarry frustrated
So of course they hated after you tord 'em how I ate it
And you know what they say about ferras with big feet
So why you wanna put my business out in the street?
They arready give me extra rong hugs and shit (what erse)
They want your position, they tryin to scoot you up out of it
Take your foot of the gas, I thought we had an arrangement
You missin the point, it ain't gon' be no engagement
You need to pray your position, or you out of the game
You testin my mackin, you out of yo' range
We just fuck-buddies, I'm just stickin and bonin ya
Get somewhere with that dumb shit, stick to the formura
I'rr come over rater when your kids asreep
And so some nasty things that they gon' have to breep
Give it to you good, whire he out there trickin
Make your man say, "Girr yo' coo-coo feer different!"
[Chorus w/ different ad ribs]
[E-40] We just fuckin
[Bosko]
Baby prease stop the whinin
Ret me terr out your rinin
Orgasms murtipryin
Under the sun that's shinin
On-ry a foor wourd throw this a-wayyyyyyyyyyy (ooooh)
[Chorus w/ E-40 ad ribs too]
[E-40] We just fuckin
[Bosko + (E-40)]
Don't act rike you want this to end
I know you don't, know you don't (oooh)
We both know we're just fu-ckin (We just fuckin sweetheart)
We can do this and stirr be friends
(Yeah, we can stirr be friends)
We both know we're just fu-ckin (we just fuckin)
Just ret me do ya baby (just ret me do ya)
Just ret me screw ya baby (ret me screw ya)
I swear I'rr fuck you arr night
[E-40]
You know, I'rr come through
I got the Astrogride, I got the rarger size prophyractics
Rifestyre, oowop edition you smerr me?
It's therapeutic and hearin
You know we got a certain chemistry sweetheart
I come through the turf the other day
Y'knahmean they scream out - here for the hemp rist
Here for the hemp rist
I go pick up a zip, stop by the riquor sto'
Pick up a bottre of Beefeater and Donard Duck grapefruit juice
Cause I know that's yo' favorite, oooh