E-40, Katt Williams, Turf Talk - Get Ya Weight Up lyrics

Attention, all you light as a feather
Gravity defyin' ass niggas
You need to get your weight up, playa
It's ridiculous at this point
I mean, I can hear your light ass chain
Rattlin' when you come in the club, nigga
Sound like Santa Claus
Just, ching-a-ling-a-ling
Ching-a-ling-a-ling
Ridin' around town in that light ass vehicle
Every time your cell phone ring
Your CD player stop it's a damn shame, nigga
Your car ain't big enough
Your bank ain't big enough
Your gun ain't big enough and
Your dank ain't big enough
Get your hate down and get
Your motherfuckin' weight up, nigga

What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do?
What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do? (yeah)
What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do? (What is it?)
What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do?
Get ya weight up, get ya weight up
Get ya weight up (Look out pimp)

Took a little break in the action
(Action) , now I'm rit back at 'em (At 'em)
In my pomegranate Hemi RT Challenger smashin'
With a bottle of Richard Hennessy
Cognac in my fuckin' lap
And a ounce of broccoli in my drawers
On my Apple phone talkin' smack (Smack)
My nigga Rick Rock did the slap so you
Know I had to beat it back (Back)
JL Audio speakers shakin' like they on crack
(Crack) my feet the same color as my paint
Pirelli ties got a pocket full of bank and
Some blunts and cigarette lighters
(Cigarette lighters)
Pullin' on my sleeves and jacket
My jeans and slacks (Jeans an slacks)
Holdin' on some greens in my potna's garage
Shootin' craps
Bet a nine or five before I seven-eleven
Bet I hit my point who's side bettin'
My ninja? Let me hit that joint
(Let me hit that joint)
Lexanis in the summer
Rallys in the winter when it rains
Rubber bands full of hundreds
And twenties and fifties, no loose change
God's gift to the game
(Game) , got everybody usin' E-40 slang
Regular household name
Gimme the fetti and the fame
(Fetti and the fame) bitch!

What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do? (Get ya weight up)
What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do? (Get ya weight up)
What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do? (Get ya weight up)
What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do? Uh

Couple cars, couple cribs (Get ya weight up)
Few halfs, few zips (Get ya weight up)
Flip one into two (Get ya weight up)
Cashed out now flossin' my jewels
(My jewels, Uh)
Couple cars, couple cribs (Get ya weight up)
Few halfs, few zips (Get ya weight up)
Flip one into two (Get ya weight up)
Cashed out now flossin' my jewels (My jewels)

Pullin' biscuit's outta trees, my
Ninjas ain't natured, humble
See them bushes right there? Yep
That's where we hide our bundle
Ain't nobody pumpin' fear
We do this for bread and meat
My niggas thirsty out here
Beefin' with niggas 'cross the street
Four funerals this week
Playa ain't had no sleep
We was all supposed to
Meet, but niggas nowadays, they cheap
Gotta stay with your heat
Gotta stay with your squeezer
My name ain't Tyler Perry but
I pack pistols like Madea
That nigga there got bread
But he ain't gon' put cheese on a pizza
They on the boy head
Like some stripes on a zebra
We so mainey out here in the paint
Don't think that it's cute
(40, you live in the 'burbs, pimp
How you stay in the loop?)
I done seen it and lived it and done it
Niggas don't want it
I keep it 100, not only, that but I'm from it
Some of you suckas can't tell
A prune from a plum a crawfish from a prawn
A lake from a fuckin' pond

What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do? (Get ya weight up)
What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do? (Get ya weight up)
What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do? (Get ya weight up)
What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do? Uh

Couple cars, couple cribs (Get ya weight up)
Few halfs, few zips (Get ya weight up)
Flip one into two (Get ya weight up)
Cashed out now flossin' my jewels (My jewels)
Couple cars, couple cribs (Get ya weight up)
Few halfs, few zips (Get ya weight up)
Flip one into two (Get ya weight up)
Cashed out now flossin' my jewels (My jewels)

Throw a little yowder up in the pot
Let it simmer and bathe
Put a little bit of water and Arm and
Hammer to let it foam like aftershave
I like to serve my work wet so
It weigh a hella lot more
You can smell the residue and
The fumes from next door
When it comes to cookin' I'm a pro
A chemist from head to toe
Everybody know where I'm from Vallejo
I don't tell my broad too much 'cause
You know these broads can get messy
They turn when they mad and call
The law whenever they ready
Gotta be sharp like a machete, solid
Not bitchmade
Saucy like spaghetti, one day I'ma get saved
Right now I'm havin' fetti
Tryna maintain my title
On my knees prayin' every night
Reading my Bible lookin' out for rivals
Sleepin' next to my rifle
Olive oil on my forehead for my survival
Drinkin' my worries away in this human zoo
Tryna bust up out this cage, my ninja
That's what it do

What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do? (Get ya weight up)
What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do? (Get ya weight up)
What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do? (Get ya weight up)
What we 'posed to do, my nigga
What we 'posed to do? Uh

Couple cars, couple cribs (Get ya weight up)
Few halfs, few zips (Get ya weight up)
Flip one into two (Get ya weight up)
Cashed out now flossin' my jewels (My jewels)
Couple cars, couple cribs (Get ya weight up)
Few halfs, few zips (Get ya weight up)
Flip one into two (Get ya weight up)
Cashed out now flossin' my jewels
(My jewels, Biatch)
Get up your ass and stop playin'
(Get ya weight up)
Try to stack a hundred grand
(Get ya weight up)
Throw your turf in the sky (Get ya weight up)
Hustle now, playa, rest when you die, uh
Couple cars, couple cribs (Get ya weight up)
Few halfs, few zips (Get ya weight up)
Flip one into two (Get ya weight up)
Cashed out now flossin' my jewels
(My jewels, Uh)

Yeah, mayne, get ya motherfuckin' weight up
Junior! (Get your weight up, nigga)
Get up off your motherfuckin' ass
Nigga, and start havin' yaper, nigga
(Ha) get your motherfuckin' ass up and stop
Blamin' it on a motherfucker, mayne
(yeah) niggas always tryna blame
Somethin' on somethin', nigga
(Ha) nigga always tryna blame shit
On the white man
Nigga always tryna blame somethin'
On his bitch (All the time)
Know what I'm talkin' about, nigga?
Get your motherfuckin' weight up
Nigga, get your yaper, nigga
Stop playin' with money, nigga
Get your chalupas, nigga, get your yetti
Nigga
Get your motherfuckin' allowance, bitch!
As a grown man
The fuck wrong with you niggas, ho (Ho)