Postmortem Lieutenant Hectic Lyrics

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[E-40]

The names have been changed to protect the innocent

The Adventures of Lieutenant Roast a Botch..

and Sherrie Stack a Grip



Ay, ay ay, ay nigga pull that motherf**ker, ay!

Ay! Ay hold on playboy

Ay pull that motherf**ker over dude

(Bu bu bu bu bu bu bu!!)



[Silk-E]

I know he is not about to bring his motherf**kin ass over here



[E-40]

Buu!!! Huh?



[Silk-E]

Damn!



[E-40]

You had a smile on your face yesterday why you lookin mean today?



[Silk-E]

I was tryin to holla at your potnah that's why



I say, uh-oh, look out danger

Captain Save a Hoe with the Rescue Rangers

You wanna holla right

Hell naw you ain't gettin the digits

While you was in the Hall of Game you should've checked my exibit

Lieutenant Roast a who, I'll leave you balless

Always can come, this ain't no beach you f**kin walrus

I'm Sherrie Stack a Grip

Known to slap niggas in shit

I'll take your refrigerator and your bank roll bitch

Only way you gone see this

If it's under your tongue

Get out my face you f**kin eclipse, you're blockin my sun

(car tires skeeting)



[E-40]

Bitch what the f**k you talkin bout?

It ain't like you some kind of notch or somethin

You know what I抦 sayin? Bitch

I'm Lieutenant Roast a Botch, you didn't know it huh?



Captain Save a Hoe

Bitch that's my long distance cousin from Boise, Idaho

We cake patnas, but dude be savin hoes

And I be savin marbles

It's a long ass distance between me and that fool

Cause he's one of them modest fellows

And I'm Lieutenant Roast a Botch known for roastin hoes like marshmellows

Let you tell it cause you a strong black sista about your clout

Knowin you ain't got a pot to piss in and a window to throw it out

Are you itchin can't think about sexin'

Irritated by your yeast infection

She's a lazy hoe, y'all seen her

Sit on her ass all day and watch Jerry Springer

Ten kids by ten different dicks

Biotch!! Your whole house smell like piss



(Chorus)

[Silk-E] If it ain't about cash, then it ain't about shit

[E-40] Throw it, money, fonky cock hoe beoott..ch

Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Roast a Botch

Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Roast a Botch

[Silk-E]

Sherrie Stack a Grip, Sherrie, Sherrie Stack a grip

Sherrie Stack a Grip, Sherrie, Sherrie Stack a grip



[E-40]

Aten-hut!!

Stand at attention cause one of the main thangs you need to learn

Is to shut the f**k up while tycoons is talkin

Raise your hand and don't be speakin out of tongues

Only when told to speak, spoke

Only time you laugh is when I tell a joke



[Silk-E]

Nigga damn your personality

You never get no ass from me

Big, bear muthaf**ka gettin no pussy, sittin there mad at me

Ain't it bad business for Pillsbury to be smokin on Swishers

Lieutenant look like you roastin more turkeys than bitches

With your fat ass

Fix your cash in a grab bag

By the time you touch your toes

Muthaf**ka I'll be in Baghdad



[E-40]

Oooo!! I heard your pussy went platinum

Colomena serpants, herpes, chlymadia in the albumum

Sherrie Stack a Grip nicknamed

Sherrie Stuff a Dick The Ratchet Mouth Biotch!!

See I go hard on a bitch

Like my little cousin

Said those rappin ass brothers from Dallas go hard black

Gold diggin bitch I ain't got no scratch



[Silk-E]

Ah nigga Sherrie Stack a Grip don't give a f**k about that



(Chorus)



[Silk-E]

Why are you screamin at me are you mad from frustration

It ain't my fault you still masturbatin

If youse a balla muthaf**ka help me recognize

Roll over this fifty dollar bill and give me ten fives

Fives ass nigga You weak dick havin, roach clip needin

Wheezin tryin to breath oversleepin ass nigga

With your fat ass

Always wanna holla sittin there stank

With your fat ass

Cheesy knuckles marinatin with your drank

Hey fat ass!!!

You best go tender your vittles

Paw lubricated, dick in hand

Poppin chicken like skillets

I hold your account like clothes

Oh God you quit it

You don't believe me

Call your bank and go and ask your bitch



[E-40]

Haven't you noticed

Put your hand in front of your mout and smell it yourself

Oh, bitch that's halitosis

When the last time you saw a doctor about your health

Oh you hoes, talkin bout you got the flu

Ignorin do-do breath you can't avoid

Somebody give this hoe a Altoid

Would you please put some lotion on them scuffed up, ashy knees

Clothes lookin like they need to see a dry cleaners

You out there bad with your imitation Prada bag

I know your history hoe

Thunderbird and grape Kool-Aid

You remember suckin dicks in the seventh grade

All you needed was some bamma and a couple hits

That's why the sa-habs called you

Sherrie Stuff a Dick the Ratchet Mouth Biotch



Chorus



[Silk-E] If it ain't about cash, then it ain't about shit..