[Intro: E-40]
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[Chorus: E-40 & B-Legit]
You got Moesha, E?
All Tha Time, B
You got your Indonesia, B?
All Tha Time, E
You got your street sweeper broom?
All Tha Time, B
You got your chronic, Neptune?
All Tha Time!
[Verse 1: E-40]
Might not know how to read and write, but I do know Arm & Hammer
If the screen from a tweaker's pipe turns black, that means it's bammer
If it's too many seeds in your weed, then chop 'em down
If your blood gets bogus, then run his ass out of town
I'm on the Carquinez Bridge, Terminal 3, quarter after seven
Pockets full of hundreds, can't seem to find no ones, engine revvin'
Smebbin', talkin' hella shit to the cashier
Pi-pi's get right behind me askin' me how much have I had to drink
And I said, "a beer"
Blitzed, out of my wits, drivin' drunk
Let's see I done hit one, two, three, ain't no tellin' how many skunk
In and out of the holding cell, blood alcohol like a warrior
And I refuse to answer any questions without the advisory of my lawyer
[Verse 2: B-Legit]
I been in it, all around it, co-founded
Did it when I done it, I musta been blunted
Ninety-six hundred for the two P's
I let the homie K-One run through these
Base is on the roam, I left the hubs alone
I wonder if they're chippin' the Nextel phones
A bad motherfucker for the butter and grits
And you niggas need to know this shit
[Chorus: E-40 & B-Legit]
You got Moesha, E?
All Tha Time, B
You got your Indonesia, B?
All Tha Time, E
You got your street sweeper broom?
All Tha Time, B
You got your chronic, Neptune?
All Tha Time!
[Verse 3: E-40]
I got the turf on lock, 26 block
Thorough beeper by my side, gotta be in the house by 8 o'clock
Organized crime, bitch; all the time, bitch
Get off his dick and get on mine, bitch
[Verse 4: B-Legit]
I be smokin' like a broke-down Coupe DeVille
Poppin' them generic brand Golden Seals
Parole can't hold me, and neither could y'all
Bitch, me and my Click is off the wall
[Verse 5: E-40]
I fucks with everybody that's somebody, major factors
And nigga if you can't understand that shit
Then nigga you must got your mask on backwards
[Verse 6: B-Legit]
Tiptoeing through the hood, nigga, is no good, nigga
Gotta have a pass or we get that ass
[Chorus: E-40 & B-Legit]
You got Moesha, E?
All Tha Time, B
You got your Indonesia, B?
All Tha Time, E
You got your street sweeper broom?
All Tha Time, B
You got your chronic, Neptune?
All Tha Time!
[Verse 7: B-Legit]
Now the parties don't start until we walk in
Drunk off that gin, down to check yo' chin
I'm a mannish motherfucker with the chips and bread
And enough, to have your head kinda tough
Bluffin' don't exist, we pull the whole cards
Tail between the legs when you walk in the yard
So if you hard, and wanna stay that way
You better watch where the fuck you play
[Verse 8: E-40]
Check it out
It's bring your own bottle
'Cause I be likin' to get to perkin' somethin' awful
And come through that motherfucker slurrin'
Talkin' crazy to bitches, weeble-wobblin'
Burpin', gurpin', stomach growlin' off the hinges
Lurkin', twurkin', my stay highs with red lenses
I'm tryin' to get that fast quarter, fuck a slow nickel
Run a smooth ass operation without gettin' caught in the pickle
Take my cool ass on a vacation that maybe someday stop
Buy me an empty commercial lot
And turn it into a car wax wash and detail shop
[Chorus: E-40 & B-Legit]
You got Moesha, E?
All Tha Time, B
You got your Indonesia, B?
All Tha Time, E
You got your street sweeper broom?
All Tha Time, B
You got your chronic, Neptune?
All Tha Time!
[Outro: E-40]
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