Motto lyrics

[Intro: E-40]
Motto
Rick Rock beats (Motto)
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[Verse 1: E-40]
That's my motto, pop bottles, I rock with bosses and capos
A walkin' check, I'm the Lotto, about my chicken and waffles
I roll my weed like a flautas, it ain't no seeds and no stems
I wear them Keith & James brims, rich n*gga sittin' on Ms
It's plenty paper that's doable, check my background, it's musical
I grew up around meds, pharmaceuticals, not the feds
Livin' life on the edge, unpredictable where it's headed
I said what I said and I'ma keep it where I said it
Solidness is embedded, my DNA and genetics
And I don't listen to rappers that music ain't got no message
Makin' that fetti, my specialty, bein' broke ain't my pedigree
Like an old Western movie, I like to drink and get whiskey, b*tch, that's my—

[Chorus: Ice Cube]
Alright, I ain't trippin'
Gettin' to the chicken, that's the mission
n*gga, that's my motto
She pick me, she hit the lotto (Yeah)
She can ride if she hot though
n*gga, that's my motto, motto
Motto, motto
n*gga, that's my motto
n*gga, that's my motto, motto
Motto, motto
n*gga, that's my motto
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
n*gga, look, f*ck around and your sh*t took
Read a book, I kick ass, I'm Bigfoot
I sit, observe, and curve 'em like a fish hook
I'm in the suburbs swervin' with your b*tch, look
We burn rubber, me, her, and her lover
That's my motto, hit the lotto, pick a number
I'm feelin' froggy, might jump in a b*tch throat
f*ckin' with Doggy Dogg, n*gga, that's all she wrote
Don't be talkin' money, but you're always broke
You can get the back with all the pistol smoke
Let me handle my business, n*gga, back up in this b*tch
Captain Crippin', don't miss the motto

[Chorus: Ice Cube]
Alright, I ain't trippin'
Gettin' to the chicken, that's the mission
n*gga, that's my motto
She pick me, she hit the lotto (Yeah)
She can ride if she hot though
n*gga, that's my motto, motto
Motto, motto
n*gga, that's my motto
n*gga, that's my motto, motto
Motto, motto
n*gga, that's my motto (Yo)
[Verse 3: Ice Cube]
You know my M-O-double-T-O
I ain't checkin' in, tell my PO
I'm in Rio with a creole
And her homegirl, we a trio
I'll deliver your f*ckin' liver
On a platter, reconsider
f*ckin' with Jack Tripper who ain't lookin' for a zipper
Who ain't lookin' for a stripper
n*gga lookin' for ten figures
Yeah, I only f*ck with the realest
Snoop Dogg with the Crips
40 with the lingo, $hort with a b*tch

[Verse 4: Too $hort]
I got a lot of b*tches and I'm f*ckin' 'em all
They in my office like Platinum plaques on the wall
Too $hort, but I stand tall
My favorite word (b*tch), I'm about to call (Ayy)
I don't sell dreams, I give hope
Smokin' my weed is like smokin' dope
Hangin' out with me is like a fantasy
The wildest lil' chick can't handle me
I only spit game, I don't say whatever
And when I get dressed, it's Raider colors
I feel like I can do anything
Just gotta keep that positive energy
[Chorus: Ice Cube]
Alright, I ain't trippin'
Gettin' to the chicken, that's the mission
n*gga, that's my motto
She pick me, she hit the lotto (Yeah)
She can ride if she hot though
n*gga, that's my motto, motto
Motto, motto
n*gga, that's my motto
n*gga, that's my motto, motto
Motto, motto
n*gga, that's my motto

[Outro]
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