E-40

E-40 - Tell Me When To Go (Remix) lyrics

REMIX! (Ayyyyy!)

Ay man, ay it's by popular demand pimp, I need a fix, man

Dey demandin a remix, man!

(A remix, pimp? A remix!)

It's confirmed like a Don King perm (yeah, HA)

You got ya boy E-40, you got Kanye West

{IT'S ICE CUBE NIGGA!!}

Ooooooooohh...

(Tell me when to go) Tell me when to go

(Tell me when to go) Tell me when to GOOOOOOO...

("Dumb" "Dumb" "Dumb" "Du-du-dumb" - Run-D.M.C.)

This {?} colored slushie got me feelin like da Man of Steel

Energy hyphy drink (drink); spinner steerin wheel

Mardi Gras beads around my neck (neck), invisible set

Pull-outs (pull-outs!) diamonds on my mouth (BLING)

Rally stripes, hustle cars, vans and campers (campers)

My dude got handle bars, get out yer cameras (get out yer cameras)

Wet the tar down, break out the crates (oooh...)

We on the swerve ice skatin, doin figure eights (ERRRH!!!)

The King of Slang, they call me Ebonics ('bonics!)

I get stupid and dumb like Just Ice and Mantronix

("Dumb-dumb...") ...hear me out (out!)

The first motherfucker to even SPEAK about a "Drought" (uh-huh)

40, ya fool, I heard he's growin out his hair (yeah)

Sweaaar - yea, he takin it dere

UUHHH! (UUHHH!) - it's party music

Get used to it - the hyphy music!

AHH!

Who you know could get Kanye West on the remix?

(OOOOOH!) Ay 'Ye, you know they love you in the Yay, boy!

(Ay) Speak on it!

Ay, ay pimp, it's 'Ye, pimp

40 told me dey fuckin wit me in The Bay, pimp

So I'ma, ride down with the do's open (do's open manye)

Yeah - that's what'll get the hoes open (hoes open manye)

High-inch stilettos wit the toes open (toes open)

Yeah - and any haters get they nose broken (ooooh)

Now, tell me when to go, tell me where the hoes

You told me they was cold, now you act like the don't know like -

...Ummmmmmm (ummmm), Ummmmmm (ummmm)

I'ma hit the liquor sto', I'ma be on the low

I'ma have my hoodie on (yeah)

Call out my name and you know dey gon' go ("Dumb") (Dumb!)

You fuckin up my mode manye (mayne)

I tell you only call me by my code name (code name)

Dey al'edy recognize me from my gold chain (gold chain)

The same one I gave Keyshia Cole manye (Cole mayne)

Now go duuumb, like ‘Coe

on Martin, I'm retarded ('ey!)

YAY, tell me when to go, niggaz get sick (yeah!)

Ice Cube on the mic, fifty-one-fifty (Ha!)

Nuttin but a fool, y'all know who wit me (yeah!)

A West Coast nigga named E-Fo' Liquor (oooh...)

We can drink malt liquor til the party get thicker (uh!)

Then I get sicker, and go-go dealer (Ayyyyy!)

Rollin thru the bank, doors open manye

Freaks on the side, walk hopin mayne

that dey can jump in, get a lil' sum-thin (uh)

Yo Geronimo, bitch cause I gotta go! (AYY!)

Burn rubber, leave it in the streets

Leave it them dope-ass Little Jon beats (yeah)

(Oooooh!) To make you go berserk 'til it hurts

Put in work, if you're scared "Go to Church" (yeah)

Shake them dreads nigga, FUCK them feds

I'm wit the E-4-Oh! (yea) Tell me when to go..

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