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Too Much Video (MV)




Performed By: Ej Reid
Length: 3:22
Written by: Eugene Reid




Ej Reid - Too Much Lyrics
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1 for the South
1 for coast
2 much niggas
3 much for hoe
E.j. pulled a poltergeist
Out her soul
Cause my flows was tight
Talk was good
Knew some shit
Mane this chick was bad
She had some gruesome hip
Pulled up like a shot from
The half court
Pulled up
Like the bra that she on
Pulled up in the lot, out the lab fresh
Hopped out blew the scene like some napalm
Tell a bitch don't trip
Cause we got next
An she got a
Big big ol booty
She see the ball in my court n she choosey
Girl I play with winners
Its only conducive
They said that shit jamming
They play in Houston
I drop a song and she text
What you doing
Girl
Im on the tables
Im chopping n screwing
She wanted a mix
So I charge a 150, im good
Im wit my broad
So bitch what when you calling
I slowed it down like molasses on wood
I got the chop
Like my first name was Franklin
I need some 2 gars
We not far
From the station
She got some swishers I called lil boo basic
I cant flame that
Girl that smoke to invasive
Id rather place this good urb
In some Vegas
We made a quick change
To private location
She slob on my knob, my next exit is Cobb
Headed to Texas, ill be there tomorrow
She go to werk
Then do her job
Then she come thru
Do over time
Im Mr. Raps
Raptimus Prime
Back in 06 you could after call after 9
Im on they neck like the mane on the lines
Tell me quiet her main on the line
Gotta show love to the 3rd coast
Tighten up on your back stroke
Gotta show love to the 3rd coast
Tighten up on your back stroke
1 for the South
1 for coast
I kept it trill
Even when I was broke
2 much niggas
3 much for hoes
She want me to stay
I gotta go
Back to lab
Catch me a slope
Reid in the wind like the sail
On a boat
1 for the South
1 for coast
2 much niggas
3 much for hoes
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1 for the South
1 for coast
2 much niggas
3 much for hoe
E.j. pulled a poltergeist
Out her soul
Cause my flows was tight
Talk was good
Knew some shit
Mane this chick was bad
She had some gruesome hip
Pulled up like a shot from
The half court
Pulled up
Like the bra that she on
Pulled up in the lot, out the lab fresh
Hopped out blew the scene like some napalm
Tell a bitch don't trip
Cause we got next
An she got a
Big big ol booty
She see the ball in my court n she choosey
Girl I play with winners
Its only conducive
They said that shit jamming
They play in Houston
I drop a song and she text
What you doing
Girl
Im on the tables
Im chopping n screwing
She wanted a mix
So I charge a 150, im good
Im wit my broad
So bitch what when you calling
I slowed it down like molasses on wood
I got the chop
Like my first name was Franklin
I need some 2 gars
We not far
From the station
She got some swishers I called lil boo basic
I cant flame that
Girl that smoke to invasive
Id rather place this good urb
In some Vegas
We made a quick change
To private location
She slob on my knob, my next exit is Cobb
Headed to Texas, ill be there tomorrow
She go to werk
Then do her job
Then she come thru
Do over time
Im Mr. Raps
Raptimus Prime
Back in 06 you could after call after 9
Im on they neck like the mane on the lines
Tell me quiet her main on the line
Gotta show love to the 3rd coast
Tighten up on your back stroke
Gotta show love to the 3rd coast
Tighten up on your back stroke
1 for the South
1 for coast
I kept it trill
Even when I was broke
2 much niggas
3 much for hoes
She want me to stay
I gotta go
Back to lab
Catch me a slope
Reid in the wind like the sail
On a boat
1 for the South
1 for coast
2 much niggas
3 much for hoes
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Writer: Eugene Reid
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