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    E-40 / Lyrics

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    "I Like What You Do to Me" Lyrics

    E-40 feat. B Legit and The Click

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    Good things come to those
    Who stays on they toes
    Don't you ever stop
    Always keep it hot

    Potnah this bubonic cuts, that other shit is high
    Fuck what you talkin' about, throw me that childproof lighter
    Oh youse a smoker huh? Then go on and flame
    I heard you got some shit and heard it come from Spain

    Naw, Amsterdam, I got it from the hemp man
    Bought the weed 'cause I love what it do to me
    Five o'clock in the traffic and I be fiendin'
    Without the bomb nigga life has no meanin'

    Okay, see I be krunkin' to profession in American-oh
    Cristal Brothers Brandy all down the throat
    Steady dippin' call me Funk Master Flex
    Ass since mom and daddy had sex

    Got yo' nigga daydreamin', smebbin' in a check-U
    Floatin' in a cloud, music up hella loud
    Proud to be in the land of the lights and the beer
    Got me where I ain't carin'

    Because I like what you doin' to me
    Because I like what you doin' to me

    It's like this and that to fuckin' with your dick on hard
    And nigga ain't no Pebble Beach in my backyard
    Rackateerin', smearin', no foreseein'
    Shit folks ain't even used to hearin'

    We break bread with the [Incomprehensible], thick ass bitch with the tits
    And the anus, off the English, how her body speak her own language
    And it's cool when she speakin' to me
    I let the hoochie run through me

    I seen him walkin' in the rain
    I guess the nigga owe too much to the game
    They say the nigga used to drive a Mustang
    I'm thinkin' potnah musta went against the grain like a lane

    I cross artists? No not B-Legit
    Catch nine of the last ten in my clip
    Don't trip, a bitch can't do in me
    But I be likin' what she doin' to me

    Because I like what you doin' to me
    Because I like what you doin' to me

    Just think, I used to have to flip cabbage
    And now I ride in a nine-seven whip Caddy
    Meal game, they call me by my stage name
    Hella G's when I spit this game

    But just think, I used to sell them weights
    But now I'm all off into real estates, huh
    We put our city on the map, raise clientele
    Made it so niggaz can be proud to say they from Vallel'

    [Incomprehensible] side, man I went to school with them
    Had him in my class, never thought the fool'd pass
    But now I took advantage of the opportunity
    And I love what it do to me

    They say that I got cousins, I ain't never met
    Think I'm big-headed, think I'm all that
    They say that I don't give to my community
    But I be likin' what they doin' to me

    Because I like what you doin' to me
    Because I like what you doin' to me

    Good things come to those
    Who stays on they toes
    Don't you ever stop
    Always keep it hot

    Good things come to those
    Who stays on they toes
    Don't you ever stop
    Always keep it hot

    Good things come to those
    Who stays on they toes
    Don't you ever stop
    Always keep it hot

    Good things come to those
    Who stays on they toes
    Don't you ever stop
    Always keep it hot
    This song was submitted on December 26th, 2009 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Anthony Lockett, Larry Blackmon.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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