Say I (feat. Wiz Khalifa) (Explicit)
E-40"Say I (feat. Wiz Khalifa) (Explicit)" is a song by E-40, released in 2012 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:27 long and contains 97 lines and 649 words.
0:00Say I - E-40/Wiz Khalifa (维兹·卡利法)
0:20All in favor of giving ripped and gone
0:22And you're gonna have to call someone
0:23To drive you home
0:24Say I I I I I I I
0:30All in favor of getting super high
0:31You might start to feel like a bird that can fly
0:34Say I I I I I I I
0:38Brought me in and watch me go
0:40Bad on a hoe a** ni**a
0:41Don't give me no more
0:42I'm on my second fifth of liquor
0:43Once I'm power up it's hard for me to power down
0:46I f**k a ni**a up
0:47And put tears on em like a clown
0:48I went from rags to riches riches to rags
0:51Top convertibles Benzs and Jags
0:53Smoking me herbal sipping me wine
0:56Or should I say turbo '
0:57Cause it's green and it's lime
0:58Ever since he was infant
0:59He was raised around pimps
1:00When he took his first step
1:02He walked with a limp
1:03Man this ni**a hard headed damn fool
1:05His teacher sucked his dick in high school
1:08Supercalifragilistic ex be ala hooligan
1:10Breakin down the diesel mixing cookies
1:12With the headband
1:12Went to jail on a Friday
1:13Didn't get out till Tuesday
1:15Got a DUI for drinking too much lou b**ch
1:18All in favor of giving ripped and gone
1:19And you're gonna have to call someone
1:21To drive you home
1:22Say I I I I I I I
1:27All in favor of getting super high
1:29You might start to feel like a bird that can fly
1:31Say I I I I I I I
1:36I Got a DUI why
1:39I didn't even have to drive
1:41Now I'm in jail for a crime
1:43Made bail and I paid the fine
1:46My lawyer charged me high a** prices
1:49DNV bout to take my license
1:51Insurance is going up
1:53And when I go to court I know I'm f**ked
1:56All this sh*t just for drinking
1:58Need a designated driver
1:59I'm to drunk for thinking
2:01Two hands on the steering wheel
2:02Don't let a friend drink
2:03And drive if you being real
2:05Might crash the whip
2:06Might lose your life
2:07If I get too high tonight just make sure
2:10I making home safe and you do the same
2:12Now let's get f**ked up and lose it man b**ch
2:15All in favor of giving ripped and gone
2:17And you're gonna have to call someone
2:18To drive you home
2:19Say I I I I I I I
2:25All in favor of getting super high
2:27You might start to feel like a bird that can fly
2:29Say I I I I I I I
2:34Roll the paper so loud
2:35I wake up the neighbors
2:36The boss I don't need no favor
2:38You p**sy so f**k a hater b**ch
2:39Now that my cake up
2:40My crib got an elevator
2:41My new shoes is alligator
2:42And ever meal got a waiter with it
2:44And I'm all about pour drank up
2:45While I'm rolling the stank up
2:46Sweat my wife out her make up
2:48Blow a pound when I wake up
2:49See the cars they don't wanna race us
2:52I do it big niggas do it A Cup
2:54Walk up in the club
2:55Then gonna bring some champagne
2:56I'm a blow a lot of drugs
2:57I put money on it
2:59Spendin all this bank let a f**k ni**a hate
3:01Real ni**a show love sound funny don't it
3:04All this money think I lucked up
3:06All this Gin got me f**ked up
3:08Man I live life the taylor way
3:10Drinking Bombay and lemonade
3:11Rolling up some paper planes
3:13All in favor of giving ripped and gone
3:14And you're gonna have to call someone
3:16To drive you home
3:17Say I I I I I I I
3:22All in favor of getting super high
3:24You might start to feel like a bird that can fly
3:27Say I I I I I I I
Say I - E-40/Wiz Khalifa (维兹·卡利法) All in favor of giving ripped and gone And you're gonna have to call someone To drive you home Say I I I I I I I All in favor of getting super high You might start to feel like a bird that can fly Say I I I I I I I Brought me in and watch me go Bad on a hoe a** ni**a Don't give me no more I'm on my second fifth of liquor Once I'm power up it's hard for me to power down I f**k a ni**a up And put tears on em like a clown I went from rags to riches riches to rags Top convertibles Benzs and Jags Smoking me herbal sipping me wine Or should I say turbo ' Cause it's green and it's lime Ever since he was infant He was raised around pimps When he took his first step He walked with a limp Man this ni**a hard headed damn fool His teacher sucked his dick in high school Supercalifragilistic ex be ala hooligan Breakin down the diesel mixing cookies With the headband Went to jail on a Friday Didn't get out till Tuesday Got a DUI for drinking too much lou b**ch All in favor of giving ripped and gone And you're gonna have to call someone To drive you home Say I I I I I I I All in favor of getting super high You might start to feel like a bird that can fly Say I I I I I I I I Got a DUI why I didn't even have to drive Now I'm in jail for a crime Made bail and I paid the fine My lawyer charged me high a** prices DNV bout to take my license Insurance is going up And when I go to court I know I'm f**ked All this sh*t just for drinking Need a designated driver I'm to drunk for thinking Two hands on the steering wheel Don't let a friend drink And drive if you being real Might crash the whip Might lose your life If I get too high tonight just make sure I making home safe and you do the same Now let's get f**ked up and lose it man b**ch All in favor of giving ripped and gone And you're gonna have to call someone To drive you home Say I I I I I I I All in favor of getting super high You might start to feel like a bird that can fly Say I I I I I I I Roll the paper so loud I wake up the neighbors The boss I don't need no favor You p**sy so f**k a hater b**ch Now that my cake up My crib got an elevator My new shoes is alligator And ever meal got a waiter with it And I'm all about pour drank up While I'm rolling the stank up Sweat my wife out her make up Blow a pound when I wake up See the cars they don't wanna race us I do it big niggas do it A Cup Walk up in the club Then gonna bring some champagne I'm a blow a lot of drugs I put money on it Spendin all this bank let a f**k ni**a hate Real ni**a show love sound funny don't it All this money think I lucked up All this Gin got me f**ked up Man I live life the taylor way Drinking Bombay and lemonade Rolling up some paper planes All in favor of giving ripped and gone And you're gonna have to call someone To drive you home Say I I I I I I I All in favor of getting super high You might start to feel like a bird that can fly Say I I I I I I I
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