Broccoli - Clean Lyrics
| Song | Broccoli - Clean |
| Artist | E-40 |
| Album | The Element Of Surprise |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| *sung by otis & shug* | |
| Let's get sick wid it baby | |
| Sick wid it baby, yeahehyeahyeahehyeahhahah | |
| Let's get sick wid it baby | |
| Said i'm gonna get so sick wid it, yeah | |
| Said i'm gonna get highhhhh | |
| I don't need no doctor, i don't need no shrink | |
| All i need is broccoli and a 40-oh to drink | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| [e-40] | |
| While i was bullshittin, | |
| Bitch tried to hit me upside the head with her shoe | |
| Talin bout, "who the **** you been doin it to? | |
| Comin home always smellin like tuna fish and brew" | |
| I said "bitch, if you don't get up outta my talkin face, | |
| I'ma slap you real tough-like | |
| And i can almost rest assure you | |
| That it ain't gon' be no pretty sight, ugh" | |
| 2-4-7, 3-6 deville | |
| I pull out my dick and spell my name over the bitch | |
| Shoot the hundred fool, let's play for pink slips, whatchu slammin? | |
| That there shit across the street? that ugly ass gremlin? | |
| Buy some sticky, you got the pillow | |
| Here go some black'n'mild style, split it down the middle | |
| What's that? that oakland crip? nah it's that white widow | |
| I was about to say cause they'd botha have your ass | |
| Up in the hospital, check it out | |
| I don't need no doctor, i don't need no shrink | |
| All i need is broccoli and a 40-oh to drink | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| [e-40] | |
| Smell me on this one, check it out | |
| Hit up for 5, and hold it for 10, i'm true lung | |
| Let's see who got the most wind, get em sprung | |
| Make em wanna come back and spend, afghani bomb | |
| From juice and seagram's gin | |
| **** all of that cristal-poppin, drinkin moet shit | |
| I'm from the block | |
| Wheaties, thunderbird, gorilla milk and aftershock | |
| ?boom square wide country?, wild irish rose | |
| Smugglin hennessey and scotch, jagermeister and tequila shots | |
| Drinkin 40 ounces was how i first got my figure | |
| Then i graduated to straight hard liquor | |
| So hah, let me take a swig of that crown royal | |
| What you puttin on that blunt huh? hash oil | |
| My panamanian saha from south san francisco | |
| On some marijuana farm down in san luis obisbo | |
| Wake yo' ass up charlie hustle, wake yo' ass up, why you asleep? | |
| Cause, nigga that shit got my twaskin?? my life nigga, shit! | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| I don't need no doctor, i don't need no shrink | |
| All i need is broccoli and a 40-oh to drink | |
| [e-40] | |
| Seein two's and three's | |
| Highly intosticated while i'm slidin on a brim | |
| Set of z's and v's, spit long range pimpin | |
| L-r-p sophisticated wannabe's, stuck up h-o-e's | |
| Disease-infested back-polluted pussy hoochie mamas, ooh ooh | |
| Give a damn, make that 2-8-9, think i had a v8 | |
| Highly carbureator, four-barrel engine scram | |
| Get gas, go in sideways, figured up like a philly | |
| Ready, get that mother****er hop up away | |
| Everybody got the munchies and they ain't tryin ta miss | |
| We ride around the corner, nigga there go emmitt smith | |
| Webulation! bust a u-ey folker, oh as i'm hoppin out | |
| Damn that's my beeper, i got dinner at the house | |
| The rules and regulations of the game up in the yay | |
| Just slap a bitch silly if she gets off in my way | |
| She's open to all the brothers, forgive me grandma yay | |
| Three or four different bitches, five or six different times a day | |
| I don't need no doctor, i don't need no shrink | |
| All i need is broccoli and a 40-oh to drink | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Let's get sick wid it baby | |
| Let's get sick wid it baby |
| sung by otis shug | |
| Let' s get sick wid it baby | |
| Sick wid it baby, yeahehyeahyeahehyeahhahah | |
| Let' s get sick wid it baby | |
| Said i' m gonna get so sick wid it, yeah | |
| Said i' m gonna get highhhhh | |
| I don' t need no doctor, i don' t need no shrink | |
| All i need is broccoli and a 40oh to drink | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| e40 | |
| While i was bullshittin, | |
| Bitch tried to hit me upside the head with her shoe | |
| Talin bout, " who the you been doin it to? | |
| Comin home always smellin like tuna fish and brew" | |
| I said " bitch, if you don' t get up outta my talkin face, | |
| I' ma slap you real toughlike | |
| And i can almost rest assure you | |
| That it ain' t gon' be no pretty sight, ugh" | |
| 247, 36 deville | |
| I pull out my dick and spell my name over the bitch | |
| Shoot the hundred fool, let' s play for pink slips, whatchu slammin? | |
| That there shit across the street? that ugly ass gremlin? | |
| Buy some sticky, you got the pillow | |
| Here go some black' n' mild style, split it down the middle | |
| What' s that? that oakland crip? nah it' s that white widow | |
| I was about to say cause they' d botha have your ass | |
| Up in the hospital, check it out | |
| I don' t need no doctor, i don' t need no shrink | |
| All i need is broccoli and a 40oh to drink | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| e40 | |
| Smell me on this one, check it out | |
| Hit up for 5, and hold it for 10, i' m true lung | |
| Let' s see who got the most wind, get em sprung | |
| Make em wanna come back and spend, afghani bomb | |
| From juice and seagram' s gin | |
| all of that cristalpoppin, drinkin moet shit | |
| I' m from the block | |
| Wheaties, thunderbird, gorilla milk and aftershock | |
| ? boom square wide country?, wild irish rose | |
| Smugglin hennessey and scotch, jagermeister and tequila shots | |
| Drinkin 40 ounces was how i first got my figure | |
| Then i graduated to straight hard liquor | |
| So hah, let me take a swig of that crown royal | |
| What you puttin on that blunt huh? hash oil | |
| My panamanian saha from south san francisco | |
| On some marijuana farm down in san luis obisbo | |
| Wake yo' ass up charlie hustle, wake yo' ass up, why you asleep? | |
| Cause, nigga that shit got my twaskin?? my life nigga, shit! | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| I don' t need no doctor, i don' t need no shrink | |
| All i need is broccoli and a 40oh to drink | |
| e40 | |
| Seein two' s and three' s | |
| Highly intosticated while i' m slidin on a brim | |
| Set of z' s and v' s, spit long range pimpin | |
| Lrp sophisticated wannabe' s, stuck up hoe' s | |
| Diseaseinfested backpolluted pussy hoochie mamas, ooh ooh | |
| Give a damn, make that 289, think i had a v8 | |
| Highly carbureator, fourbarrel engine scram | |
| Get gas, go in sideways, figured up like a philly | |
| Ready, get that mother er hop up away | |
| Everybody got the munchies and they ain' t tryin ta miss | |
| We ride around the corner, nigga there go emmitt smith | |
| Webulation! bust a uey folker, oh as i' m hoppin out | |
| Damn that' s my beeper, i got dinner at the house | |
| The rules and regulations of the game up in the yay | |
| Just slap a bitch silly if she gets off in my way | |
| She' s open to all the brothers, forgive me grandma yay | |
| Three or four different bitches, five or six different times a day | |
| I don' t need no doctor, i don' t need no shrink | |
| All i need is broccoli and a 40oh to drink | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Let' s get sick wid it baby | |
| Let' s get sick wid it baby |
| sung by otis shug | |
| Let' s get sick wid it baby | |
| Sick wid it baby, yeahehyeahyeahehyeahhahah | |
| Let' s get sick wid it baby | |
| Said i' m gonna get so sick wid it, yeah | |
| Said i' m gonna get highhhhh | |
| I don' t need no doctor, i don' t need no shrink | |
| All i need is broccoli and a 40oh to drink | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| e40 | |
| While i was bullshittin, | |
| Bitch tried to hit me upside the head with her shoe | |
| Talin bout, " who the you been doin it to? | |
| Comin home always smellin like tuna fish and brew" | |
| I said " bitch, if you don' t get up outta my talkin face, | |
| I' ma slap you real toughlike | |
| And i can almost rest assure you | |
| That it ain' t gon' be no pretty sight, ugh" | |
| 247, 36 deville | |
| I pull out my dick and spell my name over the bitch | |
| Shoot the hundred fool, let' s play for pink slips, whatchu slammin? | |
| That there shit across the street? that ugly ass gremlin? | |
| Buy some sticky, you got the pillow | |
| Here go some black' n' mild style, split it down the middle | |
| What' s that? that oakland crip? nah it' s that white widow | |
| I was about to say cause they' d botha have your ass | |
| Up in the hospital, check it out | |
| I don' t need no doctor, i don' t need no shrink | |
| All i need is broccoli and a 40oh to drink | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| e40 | |
| Smell me on this one, check it out | |
| Hit up for 5, and hold it for 10, i' m true lung | |
| Let' s see who got the most wind, get em sprung | |
| Make em wanna come back and spend, afghani bomb | |
| From juice and seagram' s gin | |
| all of that cristalpoppin, drinkin moet shit | |
| I' m from the block | |
| Wheaties, thunderbird, gorilla milk and aftershock | |
| ? boom square wide country?, wild irish rose | |
| Smugglin hennessey and scotch, jagermeister and tequila shots | |
| Drinkin 40 ounces was how i first got my figure | |
| Then i graduated to straight hard liquor | |
| So hah, let me take a swig of that crown royal | |
| What you puttin on that blunt huh? hash oil | |
| My panamanian saha from south san francisco | |
| On some marijuana farm down in san luis obisbo | |
| Wake yo' ass up charlie hustle, wake yo' ass up, why you asleep? | |
| Cause, nigga that shit got my twaskin?? my life nigga, shit! | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| I don' t need no doctor, i don' t need no shrink | |
| All i need is broccoli and a 40oh to drink | |
| e40 | |
| Seein two' s and three' s | |
| Highly intosticated while i' m slidin on a brim | |
| Set of z' s and v' s, spit long range pimpin | |
| Lrp sophisticated wannabe' s, stuck up hoe' s | |
| Diseaseinfested backpolluted pussy hoochie mamas, ooh ooh | |
| Give a damn, make that 289, think i had a v8 | |
| Highly carbureator, fourbarrel engine scram | |
| Get gas, go in sideways, figured up like a philly | |
| Ready, get that mother er hop up away | |
| Everybody got the munchies and they ain' t tryin ta miss | |
| We ride around the corner, nigga there go emmitt smith | |
| Webulation! bust a uey folker, oh as i' m hoppin out | |
| Damn that' s my beeper, i got dinner at the house | |
| The rules and regulations of the game up in the yay | |
| Just slap a bitch silly if she gets off in my way | |
| She' s open to all the brothers, forgive me grandma yay | |
| Three or four different bitches, five or six different times a day | |
| I don' t need no doctor, i don' t need no shrink | |
| All i need is broccoli and a 40oh to drink | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out | |
| Let' s get sick wid it baby | |
| Let' s get sick wid it baby |
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