Lyrics:
40-Water
Federation
E-40
Botch
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Sideshows, donuts, figure eights then
Where we be partying
Get your Skulling on
Get your Quadrill straight
Rake in
Rake in
Rake in
Rake in
Scrape it out
Scrape it out
Scrape it out
Scrape it
Shit too real too real
Screamin' for your life
Skr, skr, skr, skr, skr
Scrape it out the pot when I cook it
Scrape it out the pot when I cook
to fly
I really don't mind no one listening
What you say anyway so we don't mind
Chorus
I scrape my head on the way to the beach
I scrape my head
Pay-Per-Views
Came here to play, I mean scrape and bruise
'Cause the time is now, we makin' moves
Pull up in the club gotta pay some dues
People lookin' at us
funny you think you have a clue
As to the nature of this game.
We play.
I'm beneath you
You're beneath me
Scrape it all away
Until I'm hollow.
I been getting to it
All Day
Finessing for that cash
All Day
Let that Fork, Scrape that pot
All Day
I been Getting that Money
All Day
I been
Like I did it, originally
We jumpin' on the top of your scrape-ella deuce
Three or four niggaz tryin' to cave in your roof
We jumpin' on the top
the cash and I flip it (yeah)
I fuck the baddest bitches (yeah)
I fuck the baddest bitches
Young nigga scrape that pot (huh)
Yeah, skrrt out the lot
the spit and beer
Scrape off the mud
This is car-crash love
Scrape off the mud
This is car-crash love
F. Scoot screams at Zelda's feet
And it's
the one to bring back the tears from your eyes
Is it what I want to scrape off the juice from your boots now
Is it what I want to scrape off the juice from
Uh yeah
I got money in the bank with the papa
Iced out, drip-drop, scrape pot, need pop
Pop rocks, Kate Moss, gotta floss, sip Voss
Ayy, what
to scrape the shit right off your shoes
Yeah, I want you to come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
I want you to come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
I
Scrape my nails across a brick
Scrape my nails across a brick
I'll describe my mornings in the early hours
My pulses are racing, my heart beats
to scrape the shit right off your shoes
Yeah, I want you to come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
I want you to come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
I
Any bonds today?
Bonds of freedom
That's what I'm selling
Any bonds today?
Scrape up the most you can
Here comes the freedom man
Asking you
Sidewalk cigarettes and scenes yeah...yeah...
Up here so high I start to escape
Up here so high the sky I scrape
I'm so high I hold just one breath
You know this flows from out the ghetto
Scrape up the knees, scrape the elbows
Before I breeze I make the girl know
Scrape up the knees, scrape
Heavy and humble
Look at the shape we're in
Find us here
Paper thin, paper thin, paper thin...
Stars scrape the moon
And the moon scrapes the sky
Heavy and humble
Look at the shape we're in
Find us here
Paper thin
Stars scrape the moon
And the moon scrapes the sky
We stand beneath
Wondering
Any bonds today?
Bonds of freedom
That's what I'm selling
Any bonds today?
Scrape up the most you can
Here comes the freedom man
Asking you
you got it in you.
Got to scrape that shine right off you shoes.
So come on, come on down Sweet Virginia,
Come on, honey child, I beg you.
Come
you got it in you.
Got to scrape that shine right off you shoes.
So come on, come on down Sweet Virginia,
Come on, honey child, I beg you.
Come
you got it in you.
Got to scrape that shine right off you shoes.
So come on, come on down Sweet Virginia,
Come on, honey child, I beg you.
Come
