tez mclain - scoundrel lyrics
intro
tez mcclain, skip, hbk, 40 water..let’s go
tez mcclain verse
just touched down, 5 hour flight
straight from the a, only for one night
that brown and that white
got a n-gga feelin right
so…uhh
bend over
show me what it hit like
now where they at
black b-tches, white b-tches
i don’t discriminate at all, cause i like b-tches
i mean asians, latins, even dike b-tches
h-ll we all the same when you hit them light switches
now drop it low, real real low
the type of -ss a lame n-gga prolly k!ll fo
furthermore make a trick spend a lil dough
not me, put it in my bill fold…b-tch
and peep game
come f-ck with a real n-gga
they got drank, got purp, got pills in here
slight work, wanna take it to the crib witcha
and i ain’t tryin to chill witcha either b-tch cause i’mma scoundrel
chorus
scoundrel, scoundrel, scoundrel
scoundrel, scoundrel, scoundrel
b-tch im a scoundrel, scoundrel, scoundrel
scoundrel, scoundrel, scoundrel
listen i don’t love these hoes
i love these dollars
i’mma beat it up and then holla
lil momma i’mma scoundrel
scoundrel, scoundrel
b-tch i’mma scoundrel
scoundrel, scoundrel
hbk skipper verse
money over everything, only fearin wedding rings
stackin all my dough up, from the floor up to the ceiling fan
real n-ggas feel the flow, pretty b-tches feel the pain
s-x em then eject em, no excuses or exceptions
i already learned my lesson from the last b-tch
hangin on my every word like a ad-lib
hoes in the club, gettin turnt like a backflip
took her home & did the same thing on my mattress
i can outta town you, but i ain’t finna hound you
i ain’t finna sweat ya, b-tch im finna let ya
skipper the professor finna teach ya -ss a lesson
i ain’t talkin bout no wrestlin when i say im finna stretch ya
i dont love hoes, thats against my code of ethics
but i still joyride the p-ssy till i wreck it
real -ss n-gga, know i meant it if i said it
and its hbk, you know u gotta respect it, these hoes know im a motherf-ckin’ scoundrel
e-40 verse
let me talk to em playa
f-ck these hoes, f-ck these n-ggas, f-ck these b-tches
i’ll mow a buster down bout my fetti bout my riches
i’m a boss a fixture a factor i’m 40
she know me, she on me, want me, f-ck these counterfeits they phony
but i’m not, i just look like this but i’ll bust my glock
brodie wanna funk cause i knocked his trophy
slakin on his mackin mane he got to cozy
(what you got)
i got a waaad in my pocket
but i’ll smack your broad with it if she out of pocket
that’s how we do it in the bay
we carved from a whole nother clay
scoundrel, throwed, rec-ck recoil and unload
be careful where ya headed
cause they’ll catch you gettin off the exit
chorus
e-40 outro
free all the real n-ggas mane
free my n-gga earl joseph mane
ya understand me it’s alot of n-ggas behind them walls mane
that don’t really deserve to be there mane
ya feel me
it’s money out there mane, let’s get it all mane
ya understand me
n-ggas is locked down keep your head up brother
ya understand me stay strong
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