Outta Control - Intellectual

[Intro: E-40]

[Chorus: E-40]

I'm outta control

Outta control

He outta control

[Verse 1: E-40]

The braff art of this rap shit, body and smack shit (Uh)

Avenue animal, swell savage (Savage)

Money under the mattress, money pillow case loot (Loot)

You can find me in the hoodie or you can find me in the suit (Suit)

Decimals, commas, all about my dollars (Dollars)

Like to squeeze titties (Titties), like to squeeze llamas (Llamas)

Big jet fuel, I'll gas anybody ('Body)

Can't be duplicating ('Cating), can't be carbon copy (Copy)

Far from a sucker (Sucker), never been a sap (Sap)

Comin' around the corner with undeniable slap (Slap)

Comin' around the corner with a super bad batch (Batch)

Comin' around the corner with a pocket full of stacks (Stacks)

Revenue retrieving ('Trieving), currency collecting ('lecting)

Gouda, gettin' fetti for snitchin', cheddar checkin' (Checkin')

Yokin', marijuana smokin' (Smokin')

Desert Eagle totin' (Tot'), I don't think they know

[Chorus: E-40 & Dem Hoodstarz]

I'm outta control

Outta control

He outta control

(Yeah, look) Uh

[Verse 2: Dem Hoodstarz]

Red nose pitbull, no leash or bite, no bark, straight beef

We outta control

Like a sunked up Chevy in a brand-new race, fish chill sideways in the lake

We outta control

Clear lookin', no mix with the kush, push petal to the floor, man

Wait, still, I got that

We like Puffy and Shyne on New Years

I got it in the club with me, you don't wanna fuck with me

Uh, we two bulls like Spade runnin' in the air

Real goon niggas run Cali

I'm fresh out the projects, stuff still lonely, ride dirty (Yeah)

Just go, don't stop at no light (Ah)

It's beef on sight, middle finger to the law

Ain't tryna be discreet, got a chopper on the seat

Active, the young boys 'bout that action, smackin'

Jumpin' niggas, stretch 'em like elastic

We outta control

[Chorus: E-40 & Mistah F.A.B.]

I'm outta control

Outta control

He outta control (Droop-E, we back at it, yes)

He outta control (Uncle 40 Water, ayy, you do know that, huh)

(Listen, Mistah F.A.B., uh) Uh

[Verse 3: Mistah F.A.B.]

I'm a fixture, factor, more than a rapper (Uh-huh)

Gritter (Woah), grinder (Woah), hustle like a trapper (Woah)

Paper stacker (Uh), forever what I'm after (Ayy)

If it ain't about them cases, pesos, it don't even matter (Even matter)

40 the ambassador and Fabby is the prince (Brr)

I'll shake your hand, but, hold up, pimpin', please no finger prints (Rah)

Bossy, flossy, groovier than groovy (Ooh)

A walk-in reality show, a box office movie (Hit)

Mackin', mobbin' (Ooh), got bad bitches poppin' (Uh-huh)

Models on my line and them bitches, they be jockin' (Ugh)

Watchin', clockin', steady 'bout my paper (Paper)

Just like Stevie Wonder, I don't never see these haters (Where they at? Where they at?)

Look through 'em, through 'em, yep, past 'em

Lot of niggas mad because I l-l-l-l-lapped 'em

Elmer Fudd a thug, now watch me ga-ga-ga-ga-gas 'em

Who the nigga in the Bay? Baby boy, just ask 'em

[Chorus: E-40]

I'm outta control

Outta control

He outta control

[Intro: E-40]

[Chorus: E-40]

[Verse 1: E-40]

[Verse 2: Dem Hoodstarz]

[Verse 3: Mistah F.A.B.]

[Chorus: E-40]

[Outro: E-40]