E-40 - Lift It lyrics

If it's the shit
We'll lift it off the plastic
The babes'll go spastic
Hip-Hop gains a classic if it's the shit
We'll lift it off the plastic
The babes'll go spastic
Hip-Hop gains a classic (uh, oh)
If it's the shit
We'll lift it off the plastic
The babes'll go spastic
Hip-Hop gains a classic
(Rick Rock, we back at 'em, pimp)
If it's the shit
We'll lift it off the plastic
(We back it, mayne) the babes'll go spastic
Hip-Hop gains a classic
(You fuckin' around again, my nigga, ha)
If it's the shit
We'll lift it off the plastic
(Show up and show out, that's what
The name of the game is, mayne)
The babes'll go spastic
Hip-Hop gains a classic
(Show up, mayne hello?) if it's the shit
We'll lift it off the plastic
(Cut up, boy, uh oh)
The babes'll go spastic
Hip-Hop gains a classic (Okay, let's go, uh)

If it was lifted off the plastic
The babes'll probably go spastic
My yetti stretch like elastic
The game that I give is accurate
Lingo need to be patented, pasteurized
Put in cap in this
Sucka shit, I ain't havin' it, I ain't lyin'
I'm passionate memory like a spelling bee
Gettin' yetti my specialty
Movin' steady, not recklessly
Different breed, different pedigree
Spinnin' the Pyrex like dryers
My folks active and they got priors
Hardheaded, mainey, no manners
Stay with the toolies and hammers
They'll ram and go head up with them
Their horns and their antlers
Get down where they mad at
Don't give a fuck about cameras
I tell 'em slow down and I
Tell 'em to pump they brakes
Then they say, "Unc'
We don't care about dyin' or catchin' a case"
I'm sippin' on Mexican Mule for the fuel
Every hour is happy hour
Alcohol all we'll devour
Then like a meteor shower
Twisted like a funnel cloud, smokin'
Loud in the crowd, puffin' on some okra
Tacked out and I'm hella stuck like a poster
Bitch

If it's the shit
We'll lift it off the plastic
The babes'll go spastic
Hip-Hop gains a classic if it's the shit
We'll lift it off the plastic
The babes'll go spastic
Hip-Hop gains a classic

I can spot a hater through the thickest fog
Sniff a sucka out like a hound dog
A vision without a plan
Is just a hallucination
Rome wasn't built in a day, have patience
There's stages to these wages
It's chapters to these here pages
Crack them gates for my loved
Ones that's incarcerated in cages
It's a shortage on the real and
An overage on the fake
That start off solid as a rock and
Then morph back into a snake
Fixtures do what they want
Suckas do what they can
I can live through muddy water
And see dry land
I could bake a peach cobbler and
Sell that shit to Betty Crocker
I've been a yaper plotter since
I was a little toddler give a nigga a beer
He'll drink the whole case
Give a nigga a bite
He'll eat the whole plate
Give a nigga a inch
He'll take the whole rope
Front a nigga some dope, he'll
Snort up all your coke, bitch

If it's the shit
We'll lift it off the plastic
The babes'll go spastic
Hip-Hop gains a classic if it's the shit
We'll lift it off the plastic
The babes'll go spastic
Hip-Hop gains a classic if it's the shit
We'll lift it off the plastic
The babes'll go spastic
Hip-Hop gains a classic if it's the shit
We'll lift it off the plastic
The babes'll go spastic
Hip-Hop gains a classic