Broccoli lyrics

Artist  : E 40 
Song : Broccoli



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*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 fuck
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
Fuck 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 royal
My Panamanian saha from south San
Francisco
on some marijuana farm down in St.
Louis or Pittsbo'
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 motherfucker 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 given 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