E-40 feat. Lil Wayne , Baby , Juvenile & B.G. Look at Me Lyrics

Charlie Hustle: The BluePrint of a Self-Made Millionaire Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 L.I.Q.
  • 2 Ballaholic
  • 3 Cause I Can
  • 4 Get Breaded
  • 5 Look at Me
  • 6 Duckin’ & Dodgin’
  • 7 Fuckin’ They Nose
  • 8 Seasoned
  • 9 Earl That’s Yo’ Life
  • 10 Rules & Regulations
  • 11 Borrow Yo’ Broad
  • 12 Do What You Know Good
  • 13 Mouthpiece
  • 14 Big Ballin’ With My Homies
  • 15 Ghetto Celebrity
  • 16 Gangsterous
  • 17 Brownie Points
  • Beotch!

    Whas happenin', whas happenin'?
    You got to love this yere nigguh
    My boys, my Hot Boys
    Juve and them
    Bout to lace this game *****
    Do it the way we do it with E-4-0 Charlie Hustle

    Look, I went from rags to riches, stank hoes to bad *****es
    Stealin *****s cars to TV's in Expeditions
    Thuggin' is how I play it everyday all day
    I keep it all the way real I can't see it no other way
    I represent mines, Hot Boys
    Slip up my whole click rides, get shot boy
    That's how it go, we straight do or die we checkmate holdin' *****s
    Then come where yo' momma lay down and kick in the do' *****
    (Juvenile! Juvenile! Juvenile!)

    Let's get this **** cracklin'
    My probation officer's gonna know what! happened
    Stay out the way I'm H-O-T and bout that action
    Hooded up with dem slugs and face-maskin', camouflage fashion
    I'm all about that luxury (luxury) I'm also bout
    Puttin' 50 in yo' head boy if you thinkin' bout ****in' me
    I'ma be here fo' a minute (what! else?) you gotta respect it (uh-huh)
    There's a lot of *****s out here gettin' killed to accept it

    Beotch!

    Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (look at me!)
    Squattin twenty inch Twinkies (look at me!)
    I'm like that! It's like that! what!?
    I'm like that! It's like that! (look at me!)
    Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (look at me!)
    Squattin twenty inch Twinkies (look at me!)
    I'm like that! It's like that! what!?
    I'm like that! It's like that! (look at me!)

    Charlie Hustle on it in the fast lane, drivin' slow
    With a case of tall cans and some broccoli and a bad-*** hoe
    Squattin four times ga-uh gold Zenith wides and vogues
    Bout snuffin down, right next to me, is the call from the frogs
    Uh sound system on bloo-blam-blam
    Puffin on the doobie almost grubbed, dang it burnt in my lap
    Smokin' trees with the window up (windows up)
    Traffic backed up, middle finger up
    I don't associate or surround myself with CI's
    Confidential Informants snitches affadavits stool pigeons
    Marks simple Simon sucker sap simps I be kickin' it real tough
    With the, PI's, hustlers, tycoons
    Gangsters killers that might not even look like
    With trophies up under they shelf, sky ballers, all kind of Benzes
    Player type individuals, thugged out times a thousand
    Those nigguh-ish *****roles lieutenants bosses, gazillionaires
    New millenium wars high rollers real as hoodlums thugs
    House parties strip joints gamblin shacks and hole in the wall clubs

    Beotch!

    Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (look at me!)
    Squattin twenty inch Twinkies (look at me!)
    I'm like that! It's like that! what!?
    I'm like that! It's like that! (look at me!)
    Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (look at me!)
    Squattin twenty inch Twinkies (look at me!)
    I'm like that! It's like that! what!?
    I'm like that! It's like that! (look at me!)

    Man, it's like neighborhood **** with a gangster *****
    So get yo' paper straight ***** and go and buy some ****
    TV's inside when I ride *****
    And I'ma hide these hoes behind limo tints
    Fulfill my dreams I'm a rich *****
    And when I hit yo' hood I'ma blind a *****
    Shine, tape sellin' got me buyin' ****
    Dyin? Gon' be here past ninety-nine, slick
    Rewind, these hoes back to time slick
    So ***** slap that *****, bat that batch
    Kick her in the *** and tell that hoe Hot Boy in this *****
    So ***** **** that *****, tell her suck yo' ****

    Now, now
    Here come the youngest, Wayne, you can call me Weezy
    Flyin up the interstate in a Lamborghini
    Police right behind me, I'm drivin' too fast
    I pull over on the grass, they want my autograph
    I flipped off ki's, I get my G's
    I spit my 3's if you twist my cheese
    I'm duckin white sheets and I avoid the Feds
    If you think that you can stop us boi go auhead

    Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (look at me!)
    Squattin twenty inch Twinkies (look at me!)
    I'm like that! It's like that! what!?
    I'm like that! It's like that! (look at me!)
    Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (look at me!)
    Squattin twenty inch Twinkies (look at me!)
    I'm like that! It's like that! what!?
    I'm like that! It's like that! (look at me!)

    Beotch!

    E-Feezy and the HB's in this ************ man (the Hot Boys)
    Juvenile (Bosco) you heard about me
    The BG (uh-huh) the number one stun'na (uh-huh, uh-huh)
    Baby Thirty-Two Gold ya heard me?
    The Bay Area, and the U-P-T (uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh)
    We connected *****, you gotta respect it
    It's off the heezy
    Uh, uh (what!, Beotch!)

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