Letra de My cup de E 40Letras de Canciones

Letra 'My cup'

Chorus - 2x)
I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
You got your cup (I got my cup)

[E-40]
One of these playas is doing they own thang
And some of these playas is kinda the same
One of these playas is unlike the others
Now it s time to spit my game
I m leaning, I got that purple colors brightness
Ms. Buttersworth up in my white cup, white cup
Codeine ing, dropping that Swishahouse groove music
And I m fucked up, and I m fucked up
A playa s sweating, shoot dice up under the staircase
Talking hell-a-loud grabbing
his balls and side betting like a veteran
All my weeples just come hard, reach into my pockets
Pulled out a wad of money and I threw my dogs up on it
It s expected, cause way back when I couldn t afford
When a playa like me was leaking, had my back like a ? board
Now that I m eating, the game done blessed me mayn
Everyday is my birthday, I m about that ice cream and cake
Looking for a batch with no pan and
I m a guerilla meals must like Brandy
Like the R&B singer, Christian brother twist
Getting gone, plastic cup in the traffic bumping this

(Chorus - 2x)

[E-40]
Hickory dickory dock
I dick the boost down with my dock
I was on stuck, she was on top
Pour me some more in my cup

[Suga-T]
We working with a lot, can t let em catch us slipping
Can t sit the cup down, can t let em know we tripping
I ma keep a cup, full of Check-A-Hater juice
Eyes behind my head, can t let em catch me loose
He s a fool, usually wanting to put it on me
Got a low attention span, and the average can t afford me
I m a boss chick, like that-that-that-that-that-that
And you are bossy uh, I got your back

(Chorus - 2x)

[E-40]
Head, shoulders, knees and toes
Pimps, playas, hustlas, hoes
Simps, haters, bustas, marks
Saps, suckas, haters, sars
Well I m at a park, at a club after dark
At a football game, your date in the parking lot
Them hoochies know my name, I m not a popsicle
But a fool, can you do the other side of the pimp
Stick and move, all about my uh paper route
When I m drunk, that s when my true feelings come out
I ain t no punk, you got your easmic stuff
Plus some funk, in real life I ll fuck you up

(Chorus - 2x)