Stack It To the Ceiling - E-40: testi di canzoni, video musicali e concerti

Stack It To the Ceiling

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Stack It To the Ceiling è stato pubblicato il 18 novembre 2016 da BMG Rights Management (US) LLC come parte dell'album The D-Boy Diary: Book 1

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumThe D-Boy Diary: Book 1

Data di uscita18 novembre 2016

EtichettaBMG Rights Management (US) LLC

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM103

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

E-40

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Earl T Stevens

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

The Mekanix

Producer

Michael Denten

Recording Engineer

Migui Maloles

Engineer

Testi

Ever since I woke up this morning, I've been on

Twist the cap up off my weed jar, and smoked a cone

Took a shower and got gone in the wind, like Steve Wynn

I'm from the streets of California where we be hustlin and grittin'

Gettin' that women, mobbin' and mackin', droppin' and stackin'

Wheelin' and dealin' and makin' a killin' trying to hit a million

Perkin' and illin' and drinkin' and chillin' in front of the apartment building

Packin' and totin' and toast the lean oh what a feelin'

He's a fraudulent, I'm immaculate

He a simp, he a sap, he irrelevant

I'm a boss, I'm a factor, I'm a hundred percent

I'm a hustler like Larry Flynt

Getting money's my habit, I stay in the traffic

Papered up like a tablet, my bankroll is massive

If I walked in a loser, mayne I'm gonna walk out a winner

I ball like a hooper man, papered up like a printer

I ain't wrapped too tight, I'm touched, I'm throwed

Mental health, argue with my conscience cursin' out myself

My psychologist got a psychologist, neurologist too

I'm one of one, I'm not like you

Act like you know

Dippin' and bobbin' and weavin'

In and out of traffic, from the morning to the evening

Trying to get my paper right, my ****

Stack it to the ceiling

Act like you know

Dippin' and bobbin' and weavin'

In and out of traffic, from the morning to the evening

Trying to get my paper right, my ****

Stack it to the ceiling

Drinking and blowing on some good bud

Smokin' on a strain you never heard of

Exclusive shit, I got it from my plugs

You drop my weed on my rug

That's twenty pushups, that's a party foul

You can do 'em later or do 'em now

I don't allow (who?)

Aliens around me, that's a no-no

They'll try to sneak me and turn my brains into adobo

Rarely see me solo, if you do I'm not

Best believe E-40 with his .45 Glock

I'm ADHD, need something to calm my nerves

You libel to find me at my kid's teacher's meeting smellin' like herb

I stay plastered, but I'm all about my paper

Liquor aroma, that's me in the elevator

More whips than Auto Trader, that's what I got

Driveway, looks like a car lot

My bite is stronger than my bark

Thought you thought, heart

Bitch you full of shit like a dog park

Mark ass poodle, square as a cubicle

Weirdo, unusual

Why do suckas, be all in a real one's business?

While these sideline **** be always trying to count a hustler's chizznips

Flappin' their lizznips like some bitches, man they saps

Dudes be running their mouth like that, we call 'em quack-quacks

That's how a bitch gets smack-smacked

Shot in the naps, clapped

Head put on flap, Fix-a-Flat can't even bring 'em back (bitch)

Act like you know

Dippin' and bobbin and weavin'

In and out of traffic, from the morning to the evening

Trying to get my paper right, my ****

Stack it to the ceiling

Act like you know

Dippin' and bobbin and weavin'

In and out of traffic, from the morning to the evening

Trying to get my paper right, my ****

Stack it to the ceiling

...to the ceiling

Written by: Earl T Stevens

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