E-40 - Doin' The Fool Lyrics

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[E-40 talks over intro]

Nigga up in this motherfucker

I mean I been fuckin with this motherfuckin burgundy carpet pimpin

What about you pimpin I mean I know you fuckin around with that

Purple bag youknowhatImean? That Crown Royal oh boy!

I mean we got we got a whole bunch of player-ass niggaz

Up in this m'uhfucker right here today

We got that nigga.. E-Feezy Too $hort knahmean

Pimp C up in this motherfucker nigga Pastor Troy

[Too $hort]

Damn fool.. I hits free (free) it ain't wholesale

Just got through hittin it so well at a hotel

But don't tell (don't tell) I cuss your fuckin ass out bitch

Fuck yo' drunk-ass and watch you pass out bitch (beitch)

And when you wake up I tell you anything

You fucked me so good bitch you deserve a wedding ring

I practice what I preach ridin vogues and findin hoes

I told her I'd buy some clothes but I'd be lyin to hoes

I ain't buyin her shit bitch I can't do that

I had to jump in my car and call you a cab

Cause I'm out.. you know I'm all about fuckin hella good

Take the rubber off I'm in your mouth comin to a town (beatch)

Near you real soon..

Infiltratin hoes nigga we some real fools (real fools)

And it's true and baby girl knows it too

Ask her shit she'll tell you how I do it fool

[Chorus]

Doin the fool! - Ain't no love motherfucker we breakin the rules

Doin the fool! - Niggaz like me ain't got nuttin to lose

Doin the fool! - We servin you haters straight off the top

Doin the fool! - Just to let you know this shit don't stop

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[Pastor Troy]

Okay okay up next oh it's the boss from the home of the Braves

Down here chillin with E-40 cause it's time to get paid

C'mon actin a fool cause y'all know how I'ma do

She fucked me Pimp C and $hort too

I drank no brew it's Remi that special kind

Don't fuck with who? My nigga you out yo' mind

Fresh off the grind my niggaz is the killers

Actin a fool bout this motherfuckin scrilla

No one no trill'a but tell them I'm down mayne

Go grab my leather and get into some gangster shit

So if it's cool it's cool..

But just that quick I act a fool..

[Chorus]

[E-40]

But I ain't never been a sucker

I ain't never been a mark

I ain't never been a busta

I ain't never been a simp potnah I always had heart

Papered up hustlin never 'posed to handcuff a beaotch mon

Pimp to the hoe protect the trick beaotch mon

Be extra mannish (extra mannish) get some skull

Purple bag Crown Royal (Royal)

Gotcha beaotch actin mannish think she spoiled (spoiled)

Mummar Kamali(?) all over her body she used to that

Potnah big 40 had it like that

Cadillac (Cadillac) sittin on buttons 32 valve

The DTS (DTS) half a gallon to the mile

Platinum chest (platinum chest) lite brite love to smile

What a mess (what a mess) horny fucked me on my desk

Kitchen tile (kitchen tile) then she swallowed up the rest

Ask me how (ask me how) a fat ass cum shot on her breast

She said "It's been a while since I had sex" (what she say?)

She said "It's been a while since I had sex" (what she say?)

(she said oooh oooh.. oh boy!)

.. c'mon c'mon okay okay! ..

[Chorus]

.. c'mon c'mon ..

[Pimp C]

Comin down in candy car smokin on some candy bar

Everyday I'm choppin blades comin through on old school maids

Got in this game so heavily just like Frankie Beverly

Silly nigga that Southern girl

Put cocaine up in your world

Cause I'm a young ass nigga on the slab

Comin through in a whippin Nav'

I used to be out on the ave

But now all my keys got the Midas stamp

Change my name to Sweet Charles

Smell like sixty-four dollar cologne

Comin down in burgundy Brougham

And I keep a chip off in my phone

Sweet Charles bitch! Hold up

Smoke somethin..

.. c'mon c'mon ..

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