Lieutenant Roast A Botch Lyrics by E-40

Lieutenant Roast A Botch Lyrics

    [e-40]
    The names have been changed to protect the innocent
    The adventures of lieutenant roast a botch..
    And sherrie stack a grip

    Ay, ay ay, ay nigga pull that motherfucker, ay!
    Ay! ay hold on playboy
    Ay pull that motherfucker over dude
    (bu bu bu bu bu bu bu!!)

    [silk-e]
    I know he is not about to bring his motherfuckin ass over here

    [e-40]
    Buu!!! huh?

    [silk-e]
    Damn!

    [e-40]
    You had a smile on your face yesterday why you lookin mean today?

    [silk-e]
    I was tryin to holla at your potnah that's why

    I say, uh-oh, look out danger
    Captain save a hoe with the rescue rangers
    You wanna holla right
    Hell naw you ain't gettin at this
    While you was in the hall of game you should've checked my exibit
    Lieutenant roast a who, i'll leave you balless
    Always can come, this ain't no beach you fuckin walrus
    I'm sherrie stack a grip
    Known for slappin niggas in shit
    I'll take your refrigerator and your bank roll bitch
    Only way you gone see this
    If it's under your tongue
    Get out my face you fuckin eclipse, you're blockin my sun
    (car tires skeeting)

    [e-40]
    Bitch what the fuck you talkin bout?
    It ain't like you some kind of notch or somethin
    You know what i’m sayin? bitch
    I'm lieutenant roast a botch, you didn't know it huh?

    Captain save a hoe
    Bitch that's my long distance cousin from boise, idaho
    We cake patnas, but dude be savin hoes
    And i be savin marbles
    It's a long ass distance between me and that fool
    Cause he's one of them modest fellows
    And i'm lieutenant roast a botch known for roastin hoes like marshmellows
    Let you tell it cause you a strong black sista about your clout
    Knowin you ain't got a pot to piss in and a window to throw it out
    Are you itchin caging about sexin
    Irritated by your yeast infection
    She's a lazy hoe, y'all seen her
    Sit in her ass all day and watch jerry springer
    Ten kids by ten different dicks
    Biotch!! your whole house smell like piss

    (chorus)
    [silk-e] if it ain't about cash, then it ain't about shit
    [e-40] throw it, money, fonky cock beoott..ch
    Lieutenant, lieutenant, lieutenant, lieutenant roast a botch
    Lieutenant, lieutenant, lieutenant, lieutenant roast a botch
    [silk-e]
    Sherrie stack a grip, sherrie, sherrie stack a
    Sherrie stack a grip, sherrie, sherrie stack a

    [e-40]
    Aten-hut!!
    Stand at attention cause one of the main thangs you need to learn
    Is to shut the fuck up while tycoons is talkin
    Raise your hand and don't be speakin out of tongues
    Only when told to speak, spoke
    Only time you laugh is when i tell a joke

    [silk-e]
    Nigga damn your personality
    You're never gettin no ass from me
    Big, beared muthafucka couldn't get no pussy, sittin there mad at me
    Ain't it about business for pillsbury to be smokin on swishers
    Lieutenant look like you roastin more turkeys than bitches
    With your fat ass
    Fix your cash in a grab bag
    By the time you touch your toes
    Muthafucka i'll be in baghdad

    [e-40]
    Oooo!! i heard your pussy went platinum
    Colomena serpants, herpes, chlymadia and abdimum
    Sherrie stack a grip nicknamed
    Sherrie stuff a dick the ratchet mouth biotch!!
    See i go hard on a bitch
    Like my little cousin
    Said those rappin ass brothers from dallas go hard black
    Gold diggin bitch i ain't got no scratch

    [silk-e]
    Ah nigga sherrie stack a grip don't give a fuck about that

    (chorus)

    [silk-e]
    Why are you screamin at me are you mad from frustration
    It ain't my fault you still masturbatin
    If youse a balla muthafucka help me recognize
    Roll over this fifty dollar bill and give me ten fives
    You weak dick havin, roach clip needin
    Wheezin tryin to breath oversleepin ass nigga
    With your fat ass
    Always wanna holla sittin there stank
    With your fat ass
    Cheesy knuckles marinatin with your drank
    Hey fat ass!!!
    You best go tender your phillies
    Paw lubricated, dick in hand
    Poppin chicken like skillets
    I hold your account like clothes
    Oh god you quit it
    You don't believe me
    Call your bank and go and ask your bitch

    [e-40]
    Haven't you noticed
    Put your hand in front of your mout and smell it yourself
    Oh, bitch that's halitosis
    When the last time you saw a doctor about your health
    Oh you hoes, talkin bout you got the flu
    Ignorin do-do breath you can't avoid
    Somebody give this hoe a altoid
    Would you please put some lotion on them scuffed up, ashy knees
    Clothes lookin like they need to see a dry cleaners
    You out there bad with your imitation prada bag
    I know your history hoe
    Thunderbird and grape kool-aid
    You remember suckin dicks in the seventh grade
    All you needed is some bamma and a couple hits
    That's why the sa-habs called you
    Sherrie stuff a dick the ratchet mouth biotch

    Chorus

    [silk-e] if it ain't about cash, then it ain't about shit..

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