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light?)\nHella diamonds on my wrist (bling!)\nYou can call me your highness cause I'm hella high in this\nPlay with their mind like a shrink like I'm a psychiatrist\nNo dryness, I make your chick hella climax, scream\nEven nicer wet, she telling me that I'm the best\nYou don't want her, I'll take her off your hands and do you a favour\nYou might not regret it now but you gon'a regret it later\nI'm about my paper, stapler right on the side of my hip\nIn case a hater want it, in case he decide to trip\nPlatinum planning, shipping and handling, see these are digital sales\nUsed to push E up from the scale but now it's legitimate skrill\nYou ain't understand it, that this game evolved from the heels\nVallejo Cali RB the H-I double L's\n\nDon't compare me to niggas, I'm the last of my kind\nGet forever through these bars, ever lasting my grind\nIf it ain't about money, then you wasting my time\nMix the molly with the liquor now get out of your mind\nGotta do is one for the town, it's town business\nI don't even fuck with these clowns, the clown niggas\nIn the city where the dealers go broke they turn killers\nAnd all the bad bitches got all the hoes they like niggas\nIn the city where we gonna do broke, we like figures\nGet that bag then we going to work like Jay Bilas\nWe out here tryna function, tryna maintain\nThey said to don't judge me, told the judge the same thang\nSo guess who is up in the club with the four nickel\nMan I stay on the point like icicle\nIf I die tonight bring me back at the Coachella\nSick and tired of killing these hoes, I'm that nigga\n\nLook, got bad bitches, they ratchet\nBet the ding make them sing like an ad-lib\nAnd all this money watch me flip it like a back flip\nI'mma go to work on a pussy no practice\nHa, I'm a real niggas in the photo\nBottles in the air, we don't care about no ho, no ho\nYeah, shout out my nigga dilo\nGirl I know you want to but I need about 3-4\nYeah, pretty girls in the crib\nI know they all models, that's just how a nigga live\nI'm like whoa, when she do the splits\nAnd when she throw it back nigga don't act like a bitch!\nMy niggas in the club with the 40\nWe just showed up with E-40, we like what's happening woadie?\nIn the function ain't a competition, killing opponents\nAnd I be killing the pussy but this is just for the moment, yikes\n\nRocking the roller, 'til 5 in the morning\nShe popping the pill, then she busting it open\nLike bitch try this, I'm a high risk\nA bank roll, 4-5-6\nShe chasing the act, with a clip in the mac\nFor my Oakland niggas that be pimping the rap\nI'm a New York nigga with a bailey\nKept it in the hood, fuck the mainstream\nWrist rocky, I'm talking Adrian\nMe and 40 run opponent like the A train\nMan we out here tryna function, fuck all the fuck shit\nRip it off the rack, fuck what it cost ya, Montana\n\nReal nigga from born day\n42 10 hoes to your soirée\nWhole team in this hole looking saucy\nBitches off the molly, my niggas on the Marley\nHold up, we out here tryna function bitch\nAll this jewellery a nigga got from hustling bitch\nGot them thank pass coming through custom bitch\nSee the money on the table no touching it, what else?\nCafe, I'm the pimp of the decade, yeah\nYoung g's write about me in they essay\nKill Def Jams, in my Cool-Js\nHave my paper or they mopping up your cule\nI like Yokos, them live hoes\nBeat it up, beat it up, make em my hoes\nIt's bossed up on the east side\nDubs up, that's how them G's rock, shakedown\n\nDurrty Water AMR\n\n3 years ago\n\nHey, hey bitch, try this!\nGuarantee turn a square to a bi bitch\nYou ain't down, bye bitc","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Function (Remix)\n  artist: E-40\n  album: Function (Remix)\n  duration_ms: 386000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aye, aye bitch, try this\n  Guaranteed to turn a square to a bi bitch\n  You ain't down, b-b-bye bitch\n  I ain't got time for playing, I'm just saying man\n  We out here trying to 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favour\n  You might not regret it now but you gon'a regret it later\n  I'm about my paper, stapler right on the side of my hip\n  In case a hater want it, in case he decide to trip\n  Platinum planning, shipping and handling, see these are digital sales\n  Used to push E up from the scale but now it's legitimate skrill\n  You ain't understand it, that this game evolved from the heels\n  Vallejo Cali RB the H-I double L's\n\n  Don't compare me to niggas, I'm the last of my kind\n  Get forever through these bars, ever lasting my grind\n  If it ain't about money, then you wasting my time\n  Mix the molly with the liquor now get out of your mind\n  Gotta do is one for the town, it's town business\n  I don't even fuck with these clowns, the clown niggas\n  In the city where the dealers go broke they turn killers\n  And all the bad bitches got all the hoes they like niggas\n  In the city where we gonna do broke, we like figures\n  Get that bag then we going to work like Jay Bilas\n  We out here tryna function, tryna maintain\n  They said to don't judge me, told the judge the same thang\n  So guess who is up in the club with the four nickel\n  Man I stay on the point like icicle\n  If I die tonight bring me back at the Coachella\n  Sick and tired of killing these hoes, I'm that nigga\n\n  Look, got bad bitches, they ratchet\n  Bet the ding make them sing like an ad-lib\n  And all this money watch me flip it like a back flip\n  I'mma go to work on a pussy no practice\n  Ha, I'm a real niggas in the photo\n  Bottles in the air, we don't care about no ho, no ho\n  Yeah, shout out my nigga dilo\n  Girl I know you want to but I need about 3-4\n  Yeah, pretty girls in the crib\n  I know they all models, that's just how a nigga live\n  I'm like whoa, when she do the splits\n  And when she throw it back nigga don't act like a bitch!\n  My niggas in the club with the 40\n  We just showed up with E-40, we like what's happening woadie?\n  In the function ain't a competition, killing opponents\n  And I be killing the pussy but this is just for the moment, yikes\n\n  Rocking the roller, 'til 5 in the morning\n  She popping the pill, then she busting it open\n  Like bitch try this, I'm a high risk\n  A bank roll, 4-5-6\n  She chasing the act, with a clip in the mac\n  For my Oakland niggas that be pimping the rap\n  I'm a New York nigga with a bailey\n  Kept it in the hood, fuck the mainstream\n  Wrist rocky, I'm talking Adrian\n  Me and 40 run opponent like the A train\n  Man we out here tryna function, fuck all the fuck shit\n  Rip it off the rack, fuck what it cost ya, Montana\n\n  Real nigga from born day\n  42 10 hoes to your soirée\n  Whole team in this hole looking saucy\n  Bitches off the molly, my niggas on the Marley\n  Hold up, we out here tryna function bitch\n  All this jewellery a nigga got from hustling bitch\n  Got them thank pass coming through custom bitch\n  See the money on the table no touching it, what else?\n  Cafe, I'm the pimp of the decade, 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playing, I'm just saying man\nWe out here trying to function, man we out here trying to function\nWe out here trying to function, man we out here trying to function\nWe out here trying to function, man we out here trying to function\nI ain't got time for playing, I'm just saying man\n\nWe out here trying to function\n\nI slid into the function (the throw)\nLooking hella dipped (saucy)\nLit like a strobe light (like a strobe light?)\nHella diamonds on my wrist (bling!)\nYou can call me your highness cause I'm hella high in this\nPlay with their mind like a shrink like I'm a psychiatrist\nNo dryness, I make your chick hella climax, scream\nEven nicer wet, she telling me that I'm the best\nYou don't want her, I'll take her off your hands and do you a favour\nYou might not regret it now but you gon'a regret it later\nI'm about my paper, stapler right on the side of my hip\nIn case a hater want it, in case he decide to trip\nPlatinum planning, shipping and handling, see these are digital sales\nUsed to push E up from the scale but now it's legitimate skrill\nYou ain't understand it, that this game evolved from the heels\nVallejo Cali RB the H-I double L's\n\nDon't compare me to niggas, I'm the last of my kind\n\nGet forever through these bars, ever lasting my grind\nIf it ain't about money, then you wasting my time\nMix the molly with the liquor now get out of your mind\nGotta do is one for the town, it's town business\nI don't even fuck with these clowns, the clown niggas\nIn the city where the dealers go broke they turn killers\nAnd all the bad bitches got all the hoes they like niggas\nIn the city where we gonna do broke, we like figures\nGet that bag then we going to work like Jay Bilas\nWe out here tryna function, tryna maintain\nThey said to don't judge me, told the judge the same thang\nSo guess who is up in the club with the four nickel\nMan I stay on the point like icicle\nIf I die tonight bring me back at the Coachella\nSick and tired of killing these hoes, I'm that nigga\n\nLook, got bad bitches, they ratchet\nBet the ding make them sing like an ad-lib\nAnd all this money watch me flip it like a back flip\nI'mma go to work on a pussy no practice\nHa, I'm a real niggas in the photo\nBottles in the air, we don't care about no ho, no ho\nYeah, shout out my nigga dilo\nGirl I know you want to but I need about 3-4\nYeah, pretty girls in the crib\nI know they all models, that's just how a nigga live\nI'm like whoa, when she do the splits\nAnd when she throw it back nigga don't act like a bitch!\nMy niggas in the club with the 40\nWe just showed up with E-40, we like what's happening woadie?\nIn the function ain't a competition, killing opponents\nAnd I be killing the pussy but this is just for the moment, yikes\n\nRocking the roller, 'til 5 in the morning\n\nShe popping the pill, then she busting it open\nLike bitch try this, I'm a high risk\nA bank roll, 4-5-6\nShe chasing the act, with a clip in the mac\nFor my Oakland niggas that be pimping the rap\nI'm a New York nigga with a bailey\nKept it in the hood, fuck the mainstream\nWrist rocky, I'm talking Adrian\nMe and 40 run opponent like the A train\nMan we out here tryna function, fuck all the fuck shit\nRip it off the rack, fuck what it cost ya, Montana\n\nReal nigga from born day\n\n42 10 hoes to your soirée\nWhole team in this hole looking saucy\nBitches off the molly, my niggas on the Marley\nHold up, we out here tryna function bitch\nAll this jewellery a nigga got from hustling bitch\nGot them thank pass coming through custom bitch\nSee the money on the table no touching it, what else?\nCafe, I'm the pimp of the decade, yeah\nYoung g's write about me in they essay\nKill Def Jams, in my Cool-Js\nHave my paper or they mopping up your cule\nI like Yokos, them live hoes\nBeat it up, beat it up, make em my hoes\nIt's bossed up on the east side\nDubs up, that's how them G's rock, shakedown","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Function 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(bling!)\n  You can call me your highness cause I'm hella high in this\n  Play with their mind like a shrink like I'm a psychiatrist\n  No dryness, I make your chick hella climax, scream\n  Even nicer wet, she telling me that I'm the best\n  You don't want her, I'll take her off your hands and do you a favour\n  You might not regret it now but you gon'a regret it later\n  I'm about my paper, stapler right on the side of my hip\n  In case a hater want it, in case he decide to trip\n  Platinum planning, shipping and handling, see these are digital sales\n  Used to push E up from the scale but now it's legitimate skrill\n  You ain't understand it, that this game evolved from the heels\n  Vallejo Cali RB the H-I double L's\n\n  Don't compare me to niggas, I'm the last of my kind\n\n  Get forever through these bars, ever lasting my grind\n  If it ain't about money, then you wasting my time\n  Mix the molly with the liquor now get out of your mind\n  Gotta do is one for the town, it's town business\n  I don't even fuck with these clowns, the clown niggas\n  In the city where the dealers go broke they turn killers\n  And all the bad bitches got all the hoes they like niggas\n  In the city where we gonna do broke, we like figures\n  Get that bag then we going to work like Jay Bilas\n  We out here tryna function, tryna maintain\n  They said to don't judge me, told the judge the same thang\n  So guess who is up in the club with the four nickel\n  Man I stay on the point like icicle\n  If I die tonight bring me back at the Coachella\n  Sick and tired of killing these hoes, I'm that nigga\n\n  Look, got bad bitches, they ratchet\n  Bet the ding make them sing like an ad-lib\n  And all this money watch me flip it like a back flip\n  I'mma go to work on a pussy no practice\n  Ha, I'm a real niggas in the photo\n  Bottles in the air, we don't care about no ho, no ho\n  Yeah, shout out my nigga dilo\n  Girl I know you want to but I need about 3-4\n  Yeah, pretty girls in the crib\n  I know they all models, that's just how a nigga live\n  I'm like whoa, when she do the splits\n  And when she throw it back nigga don't act like a bitch!\n  My niggas in the club with the 40\n  We just showed up with E-40, we like what's happening woadie?\n  In the function ain't a competition, killing opponents\n  And I be killing the pussy but this is just for the moment, yikes\n\n  Rocking the roller, 'til 5 in the morning\n\n  She popping the pill, then she busting it open\n  Like bitch try this, I'm a high risk\n  A bank roll, 4-5-6\n  She chasing the act, with a clip in the mac\n  For my Oakland niggas that be pimping the rap\n  I'm a New York nigga with a bailey\n  Kept it in the hood, fuck the mainstream\n  Wrist rocky, I'm talking Adrian\n  Me and 40 run opponent like the A train\n  Man we out here tryna function, fuck all the fuck shit\n  Rip it off the rack, fuck what it cost ya, Montana\n\n  Real nigga from born day\n\n  42 10 hoes to your soirée\n  Whole team in 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trying to function\nWe out here trying to function, man we out here trying to function\nWe out here trying to function, man we out here trying to function\nI ain't got time for playing, I'm just saying man\nWe out here trying to function, man we out here trying to function\nWe out here trying to function, man we out here trying to function\nWe out here trying to function, man we out here trying to function\nI ain't got time for playing, I'm just saying man\n\nWe out here trying to function\n\nI slid into the function (the throw)\nLooking hella dipped (saucy)\nLit like a strobe light (like a strobe light?)\nHella diamonds on my wrist (bling!)\nYou can call me your highness cause I'm hella high in this\nPlay with their mind like a shrink like I'm a psychiatrist\nNo dryness, I make your chick hella climax, scream\nEven nicer wet, she telling me that I'm the best\nYou don't want her, I'll take her off your hands and do you a favour\nYou might not regret it now but you gon'a regret it 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thang\nSo guess who is up in the club with the four nickel\nMan I stay on the point like icicle\nIf I die tonight bring me back at the Coachella\nSick and tired of killing these hoes, I'm that nigga\n\nLook, got bad bitches, they ratchet\nBet the ding make them sing like an ad-lib\nAnd all this money watch me flip it like a back flip\nI'mma go to work on a pussy no practice\nHa, I'm a real niggas in the photo\nBottles in the air, we don't care about no ho, no ho\nYeah, shout out my nigga dilo\nGirl I know you want to but I need about 3-4\nYeah, pretty girls in the crib\nI know they all models, that's just how a nigga live\nI'm like whoa, when she do the splits\nAnd when she throw it back nigga don't act like a bitch!\nMy niggas in the club with the 40\nWe just showed up with E-40, we like what's happening woadie?\nIn the function ain't a competition, killing opponents\nAnd I be killing the pussy but this is just for the moment, yikes\n\nRocking the roller, 'til 5 in the morning\n\nShe 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lasting my grind\n  If it ain't about money, then you wasting my time\n  Mix the molly with the liquor now get out of your mind\n  Gotta do is one for the town, it's town business\n  I don't even fuck with these clowns, the clown niggas\n  In the city where the dealers go broke they turn killers\n  And all the bad bitches got all the hoes they like niggas\n  In the city where we gonna do broke, we like figures\n  Get that bag then we going to work like Jay Bilas\n  We out here tryna function, tryna maintain\n  They said to don't judge me, told the judge the same thang\n  So guess who is up in the club with the four nickel\n  Man I stay on the point like icicle\n  If I die tonight bring me back at the Coachella\n  Sick and tired of killing these hoes, I'm that nigga\n\n  Look, got bad bitches, they ratchet\n  Bet the ding make them sing like an ad-lib\n  And all this money watch me flip it like a back flip\n  I'mma go to work on a pussy no practice\n  Ha, I'm a real niggas in the photo\n  Bottles in the air, we don't care about no ho, no ho\n  Yeah, shout out my nigga dilo\n  Girl I know you want to but I need about 3-4\n  Yeah, pretty girls in the crib\n  I know they all models, that's just how a nigga live\n  I'm like whoa, when she do the splits\n  And when she throw it back nigga don't act like a bitch!\n  My niggas in the club with the 40\n  We just showed up with E-40, we like what's happening woadie?\n  In the function ain't a competition, killing opponents\n  And I be killing the pussy but this is just for the moment, yikes\n\n  Rocking the roller, 'til 5 in the morning\n\n  She popping the pill, then she busting it open\n  Like bitch try this, I'm a high risk\n  A bank roll, 4-5-6\n  She chasing the act, with a clip in the mac\n  For my Oakland niggas that be pimping the rap\n  I'm a New York nigga with a bailey\n  Kept it in the hood, fuck the mainstream\n  Wrist rocky, I'm talking Adrian\n  Me and 40 run opponent like the A train\n  Man we out here tryna function, fuck all the fuck shit\n  Rip it off the rack, fuck what it cost ya, Montana\n\n  Real nigga from born day\n\n  42 10 hoes to your soirée\n  Whole team in this hole looking saucy\n  Bitches off the molly, my niggas on the Marley\n  Hold up, we out here tryna function bitch\n  All this jewellery a nigga got from hustling bitch\n  Got them thank pass coming through custom bitch\n  See the money on the table no touching it, what else?\n  Cafe, I'm the pimp of the decade, yeah\n  Young g's write about me in they essay\n  Kill Def Jams, in my Cool-Js\n  Have my paper or they mopping up your cule\n  I like Yokos, them live hoes\n  Beat it up, beat it up, make em my hoes\n  It's bossed up on the east side\n  Dubs up, that's how them G's rock, shakedown\n"}]