E-40 & Too $hort Everyday Lyrics

History: Function Music Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 This Shit Pound
  • 2 Slide Through
  • 3 Smoke That Shit
  • 4 Let's Have a Party
  • 5 Dump Truck
  • 6 Singles
  • 7 Entrepreneur
  • 8 Bout My Money
  • 9 Say I
  • 10 Workin' the Trunk
  • 11 West Coast Shit
  • 12 One Foot
  • 13 Check That Bitch
  • 14 Everyday
  • 15 Lemme See You Twerk
  • 16 Toasted
  • 17 Cali
  • [VERSE 1: E-40]
    I was raised with honey badgers, my honey badgers 'don't care'
    Out here they play the game of death, truth or dare
    For real, block monsters like Creature Feature
    Look like a plate? They gon' eat ya
    Maney motherfuckes, never been to a club
    Hard as nails, no sensitive thugs
    I like ghetto booty broads that be doin they thing
    Take care of they business, keep they coochie clean
    Brazilian wax, good hygene
    Miss Sixty jeans, POParazzi earrings
    I got a duffle full of scrilla, on my way to re-up
    With a 'JUST SAY NO TO DRUGS' sticker on my truck
    Soil celebrity, heavy in this bitch
    Professional hustler, there's a science to this
    He started with nothin, ended up with a lot
    Got a record label, barber shop and a Maybach

    [CHORUS: Vgo D'Artiste (2X)]
    (Stunt hard cause I)
    Get dough everyday
    (I'm the shit cause I)
    Get dough everyday
    (Hit a lick, nigga)
    Get dough everyday
    (Hit your bitch cause I)
    Get dough everyday

    [VERSE 2: Too $hort]
    If you love gettin money say 'Hell yeah!'
    (Hell yeah!)
    Let's do this shit
    You mad the right choice if you're choosin, bitch
    You could leave if you ain't gettin down
    But you'll never be a square cause you get around
    So you might as well go with Short
    Reached in my pocket, had a roll of dough
    No 20's and 10's, just 50's and 100's
    I get it everyday, it ain't nothin if I want it
    Cause I hustle for the money
    Spit a little game, now she want me
    I make it everyday, and every night I get mo'
    You don't need to be my hoe
    I get fetti, bitch
    Pimp game is a gift
    But I don't really use it for the same old shit
    I'm on that corporate level, executive
    My secretary is a naked bitch

    [CHORUS: Vgo D'Artiste (2X)]

    [VERSE 3: E-40]
    Can't let 'em take me off my square, can't let 'em get to a fixture
    Throw my life away over a fuck nigga
    Born and raised in the Bay, I stay tucked, nigga
    Fuck with me you'll gon' pay, I'll buck a nigga
    Money mackin and stackin, what's happenin, mobbin and mashin
    And if it wasn't for rappin then I would probably be trappin
    Trappin, no matter what, I stay packin
    Blastin, if they run up I'm clappin
    [Too $hort]
    Round of applause, no hesitation
    Instantaneous devastation
    Everybody runnin, we just tryina get money
    If you don't want none, you a dummy
    You look bummy, still live with your mommy
    You don't know how to hustle, can't get shit from me
    Don't even ask when you see us
    Cause me and 40, we just

    [CHORUS: Vgo D'Artiste (2X)]

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