Trump Change Lyrics by E-40

Trump Change Lyrics

    Trump change? (chump change)
    Nah trump change patnah not chump change
    Trump change, i'm talkin donald trump change
    I'm talkin steve wynn, i'm talkin y'know? e-feezee

    Chorus: e-40

    Trump change, 32 valve northstar with the
    With the ? frames, ?
    Candy coated paint, pushin weight
    Roller skatin on them thangs! ridin federal
    Super-flossin, full tank of petrol
    Me and my mossie, trump change
    Lucrative loot, long money, big bread
    Step on my boots, next day, he was dead
    Shit you not, all i gotta do
    Is cough to have your motherfuckin head knocked off

    "nigga you my nigga if you don't get no damn money
    Just remember no matter how much motherfuckin fetti you sittin on
    You still a damn nigga"
    Y'all know us meth merchants, sherm stick or pies
    Y'all know us sea serpents, makin the grass, get full supplies
    Little man complex, and if i ain't little
    Then i'm big, and if i'm big then i got, big man complex
    Love sex, took three of my botches welfare checks
    Put a down payment on a brand new invisible diamond bezel
    Oyster perpetual rolex
    Bullet proof vest and armored like bricks
    Sometimes you might find me drinkin tap water
    Up out the public park sinks
    But most of the time it's louis the thirteenth, sixteen
    Hundred dollars a pop, guzzle sip sip guzzle non-stop
    Mo' candy than c it's coca leaves, flamboast and brag
    Go on shoppin sprees, and act bad
    Never mind how much it cost, put it in the bag!
    Bought a brand new jag without, lookin at the price tag

    Chorus

    Fresh up out the box, bought a shit-load of guns
    With my left-over cop money, pay cash all ones
    Talk to me, i feed the dopefiends crumbs
    It's monumental, when they let me use they rental
    I'm a factor, livin life, with mo' cheese
    Than the green bay packers, pay off the vice
    Ain't never went out blackwards
    I'm engaged to this dope game, no swivel
    We talked about gettin out, but it's not official
    When there's a drought we don't fret, we handle business
    Nigga what you sweatin if you have scientizzic chemistes
    That can make that shit and when they cook that shit
    It's just like dinner
    But cluckheads don't use forks and spoons
    They use tv antennas

    Chorus

    Bar-none, sucked up to nathin, heavy rotation
    If it wasn't for some of that "tired of being stepped on" shit
    When i was locked up, i probably wouldn't have never made it
    Splurgin, overspendin, doin just a little bit too much
    Puttin the ? on a new 40 if i could do it all over again
    I'd do it just like
    I was locked up on a friday, went to court on a tuesday
    Third strike victim, judge tried to do me
    Lookin at my folks on tv
    "nigga that's my nigga!" in the day room
    "vallejo nigga (watchin' bet) vallejo nigga!"
    Sorry about your patnah, heard he took a fall
    Up in here, we get the news before y'all
    Now you know we ain't supposed to be talkin on this kind of phones
    Dude why you jaw jackin
    Well what's the new thing? white collared crime computer hackin
    Ticket scalpin, and dang near e'rybody that i know
    Be tryin to charlie hustle and get they paper
    Sellin cable box scramblers to bootleg bitches
    Just tapes, i let my boys drive my toys
    Radar dectectors and po-po scanners makin hella noise
    Lookin out for the elroys

    Chorus

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