E-40 - Lieutenant Roast A Botch Lyrics

Writer(s) : WHITEMON, MARVIN / STEVENS, EARL T. / JONES, BRANDT / STEVENS, DANELL / STEVENS, TENINA / MCCORD, KEVIN / REYNOLDS, EUGENE
Artist: E-40 Lyrics
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Album: Track 2 on The Element of Surprise
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[E-40]
The names have been changed to protect the innocent
The Adventures of Lieutenant Roast a Botch
And Sherrie Stack a Grip
Hey, hey, hey, hey, ***** pull that ************, hey!
Hey! Hey hold on playboy
Hey pull that ************ over dude

[Silk-E]
I know he is not about to bring his **********ing *** over here
Damn!

[E-40]
You had a smile on your face yesterday why you looking mean today?

[Silk-E]
I was trying to holla at your partner that`s why
I say, uh-oh, look out danger
Captain Save a Hoe with the Rescue Rangers
You want to holla right
Hell no you ain't getting at this
While you was in the Hall of Game you should've checked my exhibit
Lieutenant Roast a who, I'll leave you balless
Always can come, this ain't no beach you ****ing walrus
I'm Sherrie Stack a Grip
Known for slapping *****s in ****
I'll take your refrigerator and your bank roll *****
Only way you gone see this
If it's under your tongue
Get out my face you ****ing eclipse, you`re blocking my sun
(Car tires skeeting)

[E-40]
***** what the **** you talking bout?
It ain't like you some kind of notch or something
You know what I'm saying *****
I'm Lieutenant Roast a Botch, you didn't know it huh?
Captain Save a Hoe
***** that's my long distance cousin from Boise, Idaho
We cake partners, but dude be saving hoes
And I be saving marbles
It's a long *** distance between me and that fool
Cause he's one of them modest fellows
And I'm Lieutenant Roast a Botch known for roasting hoes like marshmallows
Let you tell it cause you a strong black sister about your clout
Knowing you ain't got a pot to piss in and a window to throw it out
Are you itching caging about sexing
Irritated by your yeast infection
She's a lazy hoe, y'all seen her
Sit in her *** all day and watch Jerry Springer
Ten kids by ten different dicks
*****! Your whole house smell like piss

(Chorus: E-40 (Silk-E)]
(If it ain't about cash, then it ain't about ****)
Throw it, money, funky **** *****
Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Roast a Botch
Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Roast a Botch

[Silk-E]
Sherrie Stack a Grip, Sherrie, Sherrie Stack a
Sherrie Stack a Grip, Sherrie, Sherrie Stack a

[E-40]
Stand at attention cause one of the main things you need to learn
Is to shut the **** up while tycoons is talking
Raise your hand and don`t be speaking out of tongues
Only when told to speak, spoke
Only time you laugh is when I tell a joke

[Silk-E]
***** damn your personality
You're never getting no *** from me
Big, beard ************ couldn't get no *****, sitting there mad at me
Ain't it about business for Pillsbury to be smoking on Swishers
Lieutenant look like you roasting more turkeys than *****es
With your fat ***
Fix your cash in a grab bag
By the time you touch your toes
************ I'll be in Baghdad

[E-40]
Oh! I heard your ***** went platinum
Colomena serpents, herpes, chlamydia and abdimum
Sherrie Stack a Grip nicknamed
Sherrie Stuff a **** The Ratchet Mouth *****!
See I go hard on a *****
Like my little cousin
Said those rapping *** brothers from Dallas go hard black
Gold digging ***** I ain't got no scratch

[Silk-E]
Ah ***** Sherrie Stack a Grip don`t give a **** about that

[Chorus]

[Silk-E]
Why are you screaming at me are you mad from frustration
It ain't my fault you still masturbating
If youse a baller ************ help me recognize
Roll over this fifty dollar bill and give me ten fives
You weak **** having, roach clip needing
Wheezing trying to breath oversleeping *** *****
With your fat ***
Always want to holla sitting there stank
With your fat ***
Cheesy knuckles marinating with your drank
Hey fat ***!
You best go tender your Phillies
Paw lubricated, **** in hand
Popping chicken like skillets
I hold your account like clothes
Oh God you quit it
You don't believe me
Call your bank and go and ask your *****

[E-40]
Haven't you noticed
Put your hand in front of your mouth and smell it yourself
Oh, ***** that's halitosis
When the last time you saw a doctor about your health
Oh you hoes, talking bout you got the flu
Ignoring do-do breath you can't avoid
Somebody give this hoe a Altoid
Would you please put some lotion on them scuffed up, ashy knees
Clothes looking like they need to see a dry cleaners
You out there bad with your imitation Prada bag
I know your history hoe
Thunderbird and grape cool-Aid
You remember sucking dicks in the seventh grade
All you needed is some bamma and a couple hits
That's why the sa-habs called you
Sherrie Stuff a **** the Ratchet Mouth *****

[Chorus]

[Silk-E]
If it ain't about cash, then it ain't about ****


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