Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Give Her the Keys, artist - E-40. Date of issue: 23.11.2008
Song language: English
Give Her the Keys |
| Ahh Huh! |
| Ahh Huh! |
| Uuuugggghhh! |
| Yeah Mane! |
| It’s Magic! |
| E40 &my partna T-Pain |
| (Nappy Boy!!) |
| Open up that garage |
| It’s a big fat car |
| With a big fat bow on top (on top) |
| It’s a Bentley Coupe with the roof let back |
| Now shawty you know that’s hot |
| Imma give her the keys |
| (Uuugghh!!) Ooohh (Uuugghh!!) Ooohh (Uuugghh!!) Ooohh |
| Now shawty sang it to me |
| Oooohh! |
| Ooohh! |
| Ooohh! |
| Ooohh! |
| And Imma give her the keys |
| Oooohh! |
| Ooohh! |
| Ooohh! |
| Ooohh! |
| Uuuugggghhh!!! |
| From a bucket to a Benz |
| A Benz to a Bentley |
| Down with me from the start |
| Got my back like a tank top |
| When I used to be on the block |
| She hid my rocks in her yacht |
| Got a special place in my heart |
| She knows how to play her part |
| Every time I look at you darling |
| I get a hard on |
| You sexy without your make up on |
| I wanna bone |
| Move you out the hood |
| I told you I would |
| I’m not phony |
| We both from the same place |
| Grew up on fried bologna |
| They say the opposites attract |
| But we gotta a lot in common |
| Behind every boss player is a boss woman |
| Imam fiend when it come to our cooking |
| You do your thang |
| Throw down like Paula Dean |
| Neck bones &collard greens |
| Born in the mud, raised in the trap |
| Down ass broad, never been a sap |
| If I ever need bail, went to jail, got popped |
| You’ll be Johnny on the spot |
| You’ll come &get me out |
| A loyalist, not just a friend to me |
| We was meant to be |
| We got chemistry |
| You like when I lay this pipe |
| Been around each other so long |
| They say we starting to look a like |
| Starting to think a like |
| Getting our money right |
| Fuss, fight, then make love all night |
| California king on a California queen |
| My California dream |
| We make a good team |
| It’s the little things that count |
| Any means much |
| Can’t nothing come between us |
| Can’t nothing separate us |
| You’re my backbone |
| You my rib |
| You my chick |
| You my backbone |
| You my rib |
| You my chick |
| It’s the little things that count |
| Any means much |
| Can’t nothing come between us |
| Cant nothing separate us |
| You my backbone |
| You my rib |
| You my chick |
| You my backbone |
| You my rib |
| You my chick |
| Yeah mane! |
| It’s a drought on loyal females |
| The good ones is hard to find mane |
| So when you find a good one |
| Hold on to that broad |
| Mane you hear me |