"Outsmart The Po Po's" lyrics - E-40

(Yawn) (burp)
It's 9 AM (fuck) time for a poisima,
Life at incent, sit on the toiletsump
The Rossi got me smellin like I'm dead inside (sniff)
I'm stankin up the bathroom wit nuttin' to hide
I gotta go, flush the cumode, k,
Threw on the same damn clothes I woreyesterday
Me got some niggaz come down from outta town see
They want to meet me half way at the Nut Tree
But I'm starvin' so I'm Chargin'
15-5 for the Margerine, A-1 Yola tightly packed,
17-5 for the coochierack
Strike to the spot ride witta, my nine milameter bereta
The broad that be holdin' my D she love me,
Long as I keep dickin her down properly
Sittin' low in my cut not like a failure,
In front of baby's house
Straight talkin' on a cellular
Bring me out a unit, a birdie, a cake,
With the gypsyness before it's too late
Penitentury time drastic, here she come with a Kilo in a baby basket
Gotta play your cards right, game tight,
Can't be slippin in the 90's, damn right