E-40, Too $hort ft. Tyga - Slide Through Lyrics

I got a sack of that romulan
And I'm ready to spark
A box of them condoms and a bottle of dark
Berretta nine milli in case they
Think I'm a mark
Pull up and I park, then I hop out the lark
Freshly hitted and fitted
From my head to my socks
But she don't wanna suck me
She wanna fuck my watch
My diamonds hella noisy
Sound like an opera when they sing
Big ass medallion 'round my neck
Look like a playground swing
She say ‘I like yo bling, I like yo ice’
‘How much it cost?’ A few dollars
But fuck the price
Got it from selling nasal candy, base rocks
Rice without the soy sauce, cappers
Some sleepless nights (Belee dat)
I'm a whale, I'm a top hat (Top hat)
I'm rocking what I see and
What I'm looking at
You got the snapback and I
Ain't talking 'bout the cap
Pretty young thang, like Kyla Pratt
(Kyla Pratt)

Hopped out with my crew (Crew)
Headed to the L-IQ (IQ)
I told my lil' bitch what it do
I just bought a bottle and
I'm gonna slide through (Slide through)
Gonna slide through
Hopped out with my crew (Crew)
Headed to the L-IQ (IQ)
I told my lil' bitch what it do
I just bought a bottle and
I'm gonna slide through (Slide through)
Gonna slide through

I told her put something sexy on
No bra, little dress, and thong
I'm coming through with that extra long
IPod with the best songs
When I'm horny I don't play bitch
Hit the store and got a
Bottle of your favourite shit
I know how to please a woman
Give her what she wants when I'm cuming
I lock load, and aim
Then I'm up out on the road again
All these females know my name
Heard I was slanging that golden thang
Too many traps too check
Bitches always wanna have nasty sex
But it's too much cash to get
I never leave empty handed, ask the bitch

Hopped out with my crew (Crew)
Headed to the L-IQ (IQ)
I told my lil' bitch what it do
I just bought a bottle and
I'm gonna slide through (Slide through)
Gonna slide through
Hopped out with my crew (Crew)
Headed to the L-IQ (IQ)
I told my lil' bitch what it do
I just bought a bottle and
I'm gonna slide through (Slide through)
Gonna slide through

King guapa, panty dropper
Give a bitch that boom Chief Rocka
Shock locker, neck boppers, Phantom driver
All white ghost, no opera
Street mobber, bitch wanna kick like soccer
Riding with a thing on my
Thing let it chop her
Fuck coppers, ‘bang bang’ at yo partna
We body, you body boys no problem
Sick Wid It, no liers
Admit it, Forty Water, we on fire
Wet pussy, now I'm gon' dive in
Full of that drink, now I'm driving
I'm a beast bitch, on ya knees bitch
Off the Hennessey
Now we looking for a freak bitch
Like Lil B said, ‘I can fuck yo bitch’
So I'mma fuck yo bitch