7 Much Lyrics

E-40 - 7 Much Lyrics

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7 Much Lyrics

[Chorus: Kokane]

Doin too much (too much), seven much (too much)

Don't you know that I'm the one

You can't get nothin over on me

Doin too much (too much), way too much (too much)

You doin too much - I'm the one



[E-40]

I see you over there peepin a player out from hella far away

Tryin to get with some of this here mackin

Apparently you ain't tryin hard enough cause if you was

you woulda been made your way over here to the V.I.P. with us

Where yo' man at? What's the matter with that clown

leavin a sharp-ass lil' broad like you up in here with all us players?

Hopefully you up in here with some of yo' friends, so some of my friends

can get with some of yo' friends and turn it into somethin

I'M - fin' to walk over here to the bar and get the bartender

to mix me one of my customized drinks without the blender

Get everybody up in the club up in here off the numb-numb juice

Vodka, 7-Up, and cran-apple juice (eww)

The ladies outnumber the fellas six-to-one

And me and my fellas up in here like good one pimp, we all won

The pretty ones in here are hot like a dog in heat

Touchin they toes, backin it up, and dancin like a freak



[Chorus]



[E-40]

MAN! I'm over here on super-purp' (super-purp')

Up in the club hollerin at somebody else's work

Yeah pimpin I'm up on all the slang that you make up

But I believe you stay about your marbles and be about your bacon

Youse a player about yours and I'm sensin and smellin

that youse one of them sharp-ass lil' sisters huh?

Might even want you to be my baby, maybe ma

Speakin upon my baby ma, here she comes

And she hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie momma

Same ol', same ol', dry-ass drama (drama)

Comin up in my face about the, child support

Talkin about, takin me to court (to court)



[Kokane]

Eww eww eww, takin me to court, can't work me

Most of these hoes be mo' full of shit than a Christmas turkey



[Chorus]



[E-40]

Well alright ho

Boss mo', player hater hater my noggin

D-Boy, people swear up and down I'm a rocker

But I'm a soil block turf hog built for battle

15's in the trunk, like a snake they rattle

Leave skid marks all on the gravel

Drivin like a bat outta hell to the hotel

Bounce roll rock skate side to side

Baby got the gin and the Astroglade (and the Astroglade)

I hopin that the jimmy don't bust

while I thrust much cush gush knock boots with lust

Swish swush loose nuts drop juice drip stuff

One two three fo' five six seven much!



[Chorus]



[Kokane]

Baby baby baby baby you doin too much (and all the fellas say)

Ah la la la la, la la (and all the ladies say)

Ohh la la la la, la la (and all the fellas say)

Ohh la la la la, la la (and all the ladies say)

Ohh la la la la, la la (and all the fellas say)

Ohh la la la la, la la (and all the ladies say)

{*fades out*}