E-40 - Jump My Bone Lyrics
(voicebox: wow, wow, wow, wow ooh jump my bone)Chorus:I hope we can all get alone tonightIm tryin to take me somethin home tonightLay on my back talk on my phone and get my head lay onThen after that she gon jump my bone (2x)Gettin tweeded up in the club niggas in the parking lotSasquatch pipmin *****es from different citiesAnd Im tryin to stick my ding-a-lingBetween one of these super badass *****esSay ho, oh, you dont want me to talk to you like that?She say, oh I got your hoe, besides niggaI dont even listen to rapI said, how you know a mother*****er rap?She say, aint you 40-water?I read an article on you while I was up under the dryin netMagazine double xl (xxl)I heard that, okay whats crackaleezie whats the heezie deezie?Why you try to act like you was gods gift to the worldA few minutes of a keezie leezie?All my dentures gathered around to take a lookAt this bankded beauty dolly parton gluteus maximusAss big enough to fit a cup on her booty (booty),Straight centerfold suzetteIm in the mix (Im in the mix) check it outIm in the mix like a blenderStay right down the street from paul from the diamond centerI used to cut grass for a livinBut now I count cash for a livin (beotch, beotch!)Chorus:Now, there was a cool little old *****Smoked a little broccelius then we stopped by the burrito truckStuck, man this shit heres crazyIm in a ford, fix or repair dailyOld school antique lifters tickinWith a gas leak radiator off the heater readsIm in a desperate need of some antifreezeShit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit what the *****s wrong with this car?Shit, shit, shit, shit I shouldve drove my northstarDependable, new school get you where you need to be when you need to beEnemies aimin at me with they dartsWhile Im footin it, walkin to kragens auto partsChorus:A week later, everything was fo shoMy album was about to drop so I went on a promotional toBus driver why you cruisin dude? where we headed?Houston texas, one mo mile, two mo exitsQuarter to three me and the mossie checkin in at the doubletreeLemme call my dudes, who? 8-ball and mjgBall where da hoes?All the hoes be at poppagosLater on that daySay you know a mother*****er cant come to houstonWithout visitin little jThe scarfaces, the drapers and the greensThe northsides and club boomerangs and beotch!Chorus:
