E-40 - Fake Lit lyrics
[E-40 - Fake Lit lyrics]
It's fake lit, mayne (Fake lit?)
Yeah, man fake lit, mayne
You know, lightweight jammin'
Know'm talkin' 'bout? Low-key poppin'
It's fake lit, mayne fake lit
(JuneOnnaBeat, don't shoot him in the street)
We bounce out spaceships
I keep it on me, you can check my hip
I'm hella dope like sixteen zips
We push up in the buildin'
Like "this fake lit" uh, this fake lit
That's on my mama children, nigga
This fake lit yeah, this fake lit
We push up in the buildin'
Like "this fake lit"
To get in this bitch it was hectic
This more crackin' than I expected
Bad bitches, short dresses (Bam)
Baller blockers wanna intercept it
Don't ever disrespect it
We gassed up, my nigga, super unleaded
We talk slicker than some Armor All
(Armor All)
Lookin' for some bitches and some alcohol
(Alcohol) a half-a hundred on my arm
Yellow diamonds, looking like corn
(Like corn)
Papered up, fitted fly, bossy, hella dope
Chain longer than a motherfuckin' bungie rope
(A bungie rope)
We bounce out spaceships
I keep it on me, you can check my hip
I'm hella dope like sixteen zips
We push up in the buildin'
Like "this fake lit" uh, this fake lit
That's on my mama children, nigga
This fake lit yeah, this fake lit
We push up in the buildin'
Like "this fake lit"
UH! I hope that it'll be no catastrophes
This shit over capacity
Fire marshal on his way, probably
ABC trippin', checkin' identities
We standin' on the couch like "Fuck it"
Tycoon vodka in a ice bucket (Yee)
Livin' it up to the fullest
Having our paper and showing off
Broke up or broke a long time ago
Get money or get lost
Blowin' Girl Scout cookies
Durban and OG kush strains crossed
My thundercats'll get on you for
A quarter-pound of that sauce baby got back
She thicker than bacon fat and
I'm tryna have at that
It's bitches up in this
Bitch, lightweight jammin', it's fake lit
(Tell 'em, pimp)
We bounce out spaceships
I keep it on me, you can check my hip
I'm hella dope like sixteen zips
We push up in the buildin'
Like "this fake lit" uh, this fake lit
That's on my mama children, nigga
This fake lit yeah, this fake lit
We push up in the buildin'
Like "this fake lit" know'm talkin' 'bout?
Having money, feeling good about
My motherfuckin' self, mayne
Know'm talkin' 'bout? Yeah, mayne
Ayy, you can't keep a real one down, mayne
Get money or get lost, mayne
Ayy, June, why you do a beat like this
Pimp pimp? This motherfucker here mobbin'
Mobbin'
Yeah, man fake lit, mayne
You know, lightweight jammin'
Know'm talkin' 'bout? Low-key poppin'
It's fake lit, mayne fake lit
(JuneOnnaBeat, don't shoot him in the street)
We bounce out spaceships
I keep it on me, you can check my hip
I'm hella dope like sixteen zips
We push up in the buildin'
Like "this fake lit" uh, this fake lit
That's on my mama children, nigga
This fake lit yeah, this fake lit
We push up in the buildin'
Like "this fake lit"
To get in this bitch it was hectic
This more crackin' than I expected
Bad bitches, short dresses (Bam)
Baller blockers wanna intercept it
Don't ever disrespect it
We gassed up, my nigga, super unleaded
We talk slicker than some Armor All
(Armor All)
Lookin' for some bitches and some alcohol
(Alcohol) a half-a hundred on my arm
Yellow diamonds, looking like corn
(Like corn)
Papered up, fitted fly, bossy, hella dope
Chain longer than a motherfuckin' bungie rope
(A bungie rope)
We bounce out spaceships
I keep it on me, you can check my hip
I'm hella dope like sixteen zips
We push up in the buildin'
Like "this fake lit" uh, this fake lit
That's on my mama children, nigga
This fake lit yeah, this fake lit
We push up in the buildin'
Like "this fake lit"
UH! I hope that it'll be no catastrophes
This shit over capacity
Fire marshal on his way, probably
ABC trippin', checkin' identities
We standin' on the couch like "Fuck it"
Tycoon vodka in a ice bucket (Yee)
Livin' it up to the fullest
Having our paper and showing off
Broke up or broke a long time ago
Get money or get lost
Blowin' Girl Scout cookies
Durban and OG kush strains crossed
My thundercats'll get on you for
A quarter-pound of that sauce baby got back
She thicker than bacon fat and
I'm tryna have at that
It's bitches up in this
Bitch, lightweight jammin', it's fake lit
(Tell 'em, pimp)
We bounce out spaceships
I keep it on me, you can check my hip
I'm hella dope like sixteen zips
We push up in the buildin'
Like "this fake lit" uh, this fake lit
That's on my mama children, nigga
This fake lit yeah, this fake lit
We push up in the buildin'
Like "this fake lit" know'm talkin' 'bout?
Having money, feeling good about
My motherfuckin' self, mayne
Know'm talkin' 'bout? Yeah, mayne
Ayy, you can't keep a real one down, mayne
Get money or get lost, mayne
Ayy, June, why you do a beat like this
Pimp pimp? This motherfucker here mobbin'
Mobbin'