E-40 - MONEY SCHEME (FEAT. JAYO FELONY) LYRICS

Writer(s): SHAWN THOMAS, EARL STEVENS, BOSCO KANTE, JAMES SAVAGE
Artist: E-40 Lyrics
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Featuring Jayo Felony]
[Jayo] W wh wha what wha what what?
[E 40] BEOTCH!
Mobster turn that **** up!
[Jayo] Yeah uh huh uh huh UH
[E 40] Sinister ****
[Jayo] Uh huh uh huh WHAT?
[E 40] Jayo Jayo smell me on this one
[E 40]
Jayo (Jayo)
I hope I don't ever have to go back to slangin
llello (llello) but if I do that's what I do (that's what I do)
*repeat 2X*
Verse One: E 40
Grindin out of my Aunties, backyard that's the chronic
I been havin more candy than a pinata, more cake than Betty Crocker
Get on the horn and hit me on my locker, cause I'm fake ID havin
strikin and drivin on a suspended expired license comes in buy it
from the ***** with the best quality and the lowest prices
Spendin that capital that the big homey advanced me
in front of me with the next *****
I love money plus I'm labelled rough rider
Known for bringin ***** *** *****z out of hidin
Charlie Hustle, I hope I won't have to go back
to sellin sherm sticks, but if I do that's what I do
Charlie Hustle, I hope I won't have to go back
to sellin loop loop, but if I do that's what I do
Verse Two: Jayo Felony
I stabs a *****, and Kool-Aid came out
cause his heart pumps Kool-Aid, so I mixed it with my Thunderchicken
Barely livin, and smokin headache with a deuce-deuce
Now I gotta put my snub nosed back to use
I'm dangerous it gets crucial, cause I loves conflict
**** a headache I'm jackin *****z for pounds of bomb ****
And now my fingers is sticky like Sticky Fingaz from the greenery
You gon' retaliate, ***** what that mean to me? *****!
When you shoot crooked it's Cartwright, on site I'm takin flight
It's gon' rain on your head, I'm tearin the roof off this *****
tonight
As you fall like God, for tryin to swipe my pie
***** DIE while your ***** give up the Beaumont
Chorus:
[Jayo] All my *****z havin fancy dreams! (FANCY DREAMS!)
Comin up cause we all on a money scheme! (A money scheme!)
*repeat 2X*
[Jayo] All my *****es havin fancy dreams! (FANCY DREAMS!)
Comin up cause we all on a money scheme! (A money scheme!)
*repeat 2X*
Verse Three: E-40
KRRRRACK the freight, ***** **** the hype
BEOTCH! You gotta pay me just to BREATHE on the mic
High, higher than a dust cloud
Hella disrespectful, all up in the party talkin loud!
Systemized, a triple striker, when I was born
my mom and daddy shoulda named me Isiah cause I'ma ride
Sole survivor, Hillsider, 1400 block Magazine Street
Narcotic ? bomb preparer heroin provider
I'm vicious, mean mugged and mad doggin *****z like the
like the Grinch Who Stole Christmas
I like to, like to, finger **** *****es up in clubs
Take her home and get rug burns on my nuts!
Stuck! Gordon's Gin and Donald Duck
NUT! All on her spine and on her butt
****! Major clientele (major clientele)
Then I pass it to my ***** Mista Jayo
Verse Four: Jayo Felony
? up the glass is shatterin, ***** it ain't matterin
They scatterin, see me and forty start splatterin
The cowards are heartless, so you burn like flames
*****z that got snake eyes get broke up like dice games
**** a *****, why? Cause skeezers don't please us
So I just go around sippin fine wine like Jesus
And everytime I bust a spit it's a hip-hop quote
Drinkin Moesha Brandy, head spinnin like hundred spokes
Chorus
Verse Five: Jayo Felony
Still drinkin Krypton
brothers is Snapple then I snap like a snapping turtle
*****, shittin on the world keeps my land fertile
I grow my own ****, Fruits, vegetables and tobacco
It's third down and forty *****
You know you gon' get tackled
Get your land while you can home-man
*****z so dope they named me twice like Duran Duran
Killa ***** put honey on em, and feed em to my hogs
See I leave no evidence for the police dogs
Now off the low stroll we go so let's flow
Lil' *****, we be sippin cause the people said so
You can't tell a lettuce from a cabbage silly rabbits
get these chips even if it means lettin these ************s have it!
Verse Six: E-40
***** got out of line, I had to ice him
Reached into my drawers, and pulled out my strap
************ got out of place, I had to chop him
Reached into my d-da-da-das and pulled out my strap, check it out
Nickle plated chrome planet Clint Eastwood special
designed strictly for staplin and toe taggin
Po-Po wrote me up a citation cause I was saggin and draggin
my b-ah-*****, by her w-uh-weave
I had to, I had to make the ***** bleed! Last doo-doo bootch
who tried to hit me with a fryin pan, my attitude wasn't carin
Backslapped that hoe in front of her parents
More ki's than a janitor
It gets mannisher and mannisher and mannisher
Smokin on a roach, loitering in a McDonald's parkin lot
throwin up gang signs
to ? as if he was some kind of first base coach
I luh I like my egg poached, hard over easy!!!
In the drive through, hollerin at her breezy!!!
Chorus
*talking to end*

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