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Artist: E-40 f/ Clyde Carson, Husalah (Mob Figaz)
Album:  Revenue Retrievin' - Day Shift
Song:   Lightweight Jammin'
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

I was goin thru some beats the otha day I ran across this
I said to myself this jammin I could'ntresist
My folks was like this [?] who produced this
My potna [?] off of a beer and a spliff
{Jammin} this beat ull make ya lungs collapse
Whatever he was smokin man I want some of dat
Whatever we be tottin man a le ass flat
It's ain't where you from it's how you come and where you be at
Where you be at yeah where I be at missouri
atlanta kansas city portland sea tap
Kentucky nevada dallas tex detroit and da map
Arizona san diego fresno LA and sac
{Jammin} I put vallejo on the map
rubberband about to break can't hardly fit on my stacks
my bankroll out of shape gotta lose some wait it's too fat
How much money you make I can neva be exact BIAATCH!

[Chorus: x11]
That's lightweight jammin

[Clyde Carson]
Halfway that almost slap it kinda knock that might just clap
feel good brand new [?] bitches catchin feelings like
tonights gonna be a goodnight soon as I pull up yo bitch is goodbye
partyin and jack j.j. gooodtimes
Burn every ball clyde just cook rhymes took time
But then she came this go this go that's all she said
mayonnaise mustard all she spread
Freddy bein 2 [?] and my 15s playin
{Jammin} gettin it diggin it dog
easy to jammin when she wettin the wall
she get to jammin and you likely to fall
hood go hand when it's water and carl

[Chorus x11]

Everytime she see the 73 she wanna get with a leather bee
inside I don't listen stop goin money what the fuck is you tellin me
oh shit husalah husalah dippin on 6s shittin on midgets
slap tremendo knock ridiculous chicken shit and broke bitches wish and by?
Yolkin 4 barrels open hella sideways have the whole club
chokin this shit go so damn maney people catch the holy ghost
like grandma and auntie husulah husalah he a damn boy ain't he fake
suckas hate me they girl wanna take me I come through with the gangstas
and the hustlas 8 rulers in my trunk that's 12 for you suckas bled