E-40 Feat. Chris Brown - Function (ft. Problem, Young Jeezy, French Montana & Red Cafe) | Текст песни

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• E-40 Feat. Chris Brown
• Function (ft. Problem, Young Jeezy, French Montana & Red Cafe)

(Hook: Problem)
Hey, hey bitch, try this!
Guarantee turn a square to a bi bitch
You ain't down, bye bitch
I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man

We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function
We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function
We out here tryna function, we out here tryna function
I ain't got time for playin, I'm just saying man
We out here tryna function x 6

[E-40]
I slither to the falk shit, the throut
Looking hella dipped, saucy
Lit like a strobe light (like a strobe light?)
Hella diamonds on my wrist, bling!
You can call me your highness
Cause I’m hella high in this
Play with their mind like a shrink
Like I’m a psychiatrist
No dryness, I make your chick hella climax, scream
Even nicer west she telling me that I’m the best
You don’t want her, I’ll take her off your hands
And do you a favor
You might not regret it now
But you gonna regret it later
I’m about my paper, stapler right on the side on my head
Instead a hater wanting, in case he decide to creep
Platinum planning, shipping the Hennesy, these are digital sales
Used to push here from the scale, but now it’s legitimate script
You ain’t understand it, that this game evolved from the heat
Full of calaharri, the h I double m

(Hook)

[Young Jeezy]
Don’t compare me to niggas, I’m the last of my kind
Get forever through these bars, ever lasting my bars
If it ain’t about money, then you wasting my time
It’s the molly with the liquor now get out of your mind
Gotta do is one for the town, it’s town bizness
I don’t even fuck with these clowns, the clown niggas
In the city where the dealers go broke they turn killers
And all the bad bitches got all the hoes they like niggas
In the city where we gonna do broke, we like figures
Get that bag then we going to work like Jay Bilas
We out here tryina function, tryina maintain
Soon as they go to meet all the ... the same day
So guess who is up in the club with the 4 nigga
Man I stay in the point like I sickle
If I die tonight bring me back at the Coachella
Sick and tired of killing these hoes, I’m that nigga

(Hook)

(Chris Brown)
Look, got bad bitches, they ratchet
Bet the ding make them sing like an adlib
And all this money watch me flip it like a back flip
I’ma go to work on a pussy no practice
Hah, I’m a real niggas in the photo
Bottles in the air, we don’t care about no ho, no ho
Yeah, shout out my nigga dilo
Girl I know you want 2 but I need to borrow 3-4
Yeah, pretty girls in the crib
I know they all models, that’s just how a nigga live
I’m like whoa, when she do the splits
And when she throw it back nigga don’t act like a bitch!
My niggas in the club with the 40
We just showed up with E-40
We like what’s happening brother
In the function ain’t a competition, killing opponents
And I be killing the pussy but this is just for the moment
Yikes!

(Hook)

[French Montana]
Rocking the roller, till 5 in the morning
She popping the pill, then she busting it open
Like bitch try this, I’m a high risk
A bank roll, 4 5 6
She chasing the act, with a clip in the mac
For my Auckland niggas that be pimping the rap
I’m a New York nigga with a bailey
Kept it in the hood, fuck the main street
Wrist rocky, I’m talking Adrian
Me and 40 run opponent like the A train
Man we out here tryina function
Fuck all the fuck shit
Rip it off the rap, fuck with the caution, Montana!

(Hook)

[Red Cafe]
Real nigga from born day
42 10 hoes to your sware
Whole team in this hole looking saucy
Bitches off the molly, my niggas on the Marley
Hold up, we out here tryina function bitch
All this jury a nigga got from hustling bitch
Got them thank pass coming through custom bitch
See the money on the table no touching it, what else?
Cafe, I’m the pimp of the decade, yeah
Young g’s

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